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[title] => Outlaw Blues - B Sides 1: Heaven Help Me – Hell No
[time] => 2005-03-14 17:53:04
[hometext] => Mothy introduced me to Slide's mother ~ we just knew you'd wanna meet her too
[bodytext] => ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Slide thought his magik was slipping away He did the only thing he knew how to do When it feels like you’re losin’ your power You seek someone with more power than you So just outside of Baton Rouge He heard there was a woman there Everyone warned him not to go But Slide you see, he just didn’t care ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Slide Cotrelle’s Heaven Help Me – Hell No ________________________________ She got long dark hair and blacker eyes hiding her evil soul Can’t let her get her hands on you, she’ll never let you go She cast spells of love and spells of hate but the ones that she do best Is when she sends a soul to hell and she never lets it rest She’s an agent of the Devil She got no remorse For anything she done She sent my daddy down to meet him And I just found out I might be her son Heaven help me – Hell no I went to see her when my music seemed to lose its power Mojo crystal balls incantations with rare powdered flower Mem’ries flooded back some images of long forgotten days She said I know you I’ve been hoping maybe you’d share his fate She’s an agent of the Devil She got no remorse For anything she done She sent my daddy down to meet him And I just found out I might be her son Heaven help me – Hell no I told her I don’t want to go I hit the door and I hit the road I can still feel her getting close Oh, Heaven help me ~ Heaven help me – Hell no She’s an agent of the Devil She got no remorse For anything she done She sent my daddy down to meet him And I just found out I was born her son Heaven help me – Hell no Heaven help me – Hell no Heaven help me – Hell no ________________________________ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She stopped his heart and sold his soul But she didn’t count on the control Or the strength of the magik weaved into the music That wasn’t ready to let him go So he ran for the House of the Rising Sun Hoping he could find some solace there But they only catered to those who are living And Slide, he didn’t have him a prayer [comments] => 7 [counter] => 969 [topic] => 45 [informant] => Nazmythian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 30 [ratings] => 6 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => group )
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