2003-01-08 - 4:26 p.m.
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In the midst of the war, he offered us peace,
He came like a lover, from out of the east,
With the face of an angel, and the heart of a beast,
His intentions were six - sixty - six.
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He walked up to the temple with gold in his hand,
Then he bought off the priests and propositioned the land,
And the world was his harlot and laid in the sand,
While the band played six - sixty - six.
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We served at his table and slept on the floor,
But he starved us, and beat us, and nailed us to the door,
And I'm ready to die, I can't take anymore,
And I'm sick of his lies and his tricks.
He told us he loved us, but that was a lie,
There was blood in his pockets and death in his eye,
Well my number is up, and I'm willing to die,
If the band will play six - sick...
If the band will play six - sixty - sick...
If the band will play six - sixty - six.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------~Larry Norman .
www.larrynorman.com
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