San Dimas - Dead And Divine

My name is in lights above a rundown tavern.

And it calls me

It’s where the women want, need, and bleed for you

This is the kind of place where dreams come true

And God’s shaking hands with the devil

They’ve got bids placed on my head!

And it seems as though god is routing

against me

And the devil’s my best friend.

And I swear I won’t give in, to this feeble

attempt

So try and stop me, from seeing you, from feeling you

There is something about the way you move it dull this shiv of a man I am and

my love for you

She was bad news, she smoked her cigarettes slow

She killed rock and roll