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[aid] => mick
[title] => Devil Runs The Show
[time] => 2009-12-29 03:38:41
[hometext] => Hell Gates Are Officially Opened
[bodytext] => [Shh, look at these lil' devils in here The hell gates are officially opened And something freaky is comin' over me Oh, baby, I think I'm losin' my control] Today all sins are exposed on sale, Yes, today they are exposed on sale, Oh Lord, won't you bless our souls Cuz today there will be an infernal night, Tonight's the night of frenzy outta control Where everyone's goal is gettin' right. Fly girls and hot boys, Party goes outta control But we ain't gonna stop As long the music pops Till we see the sunrise Or till po-po shut us down, Till po-po shut us down... The sins, sins, sins run the show tonight All human defects will come up outside. Choose what you want ain't no interdictions The Devil runs the show here so ya soul is sold. There is nothing left to lose anymore, Shawty, get loose, rocking to this beat, I feel like Devils dance a samba in ya eyes So give in to the rhythm, penetrating to bones. This beat goes into your body as an electricity Getting under your skin, directly to heart. Fly girls and hot boys, Party goes outta control But we ain't gonna stop As long the music pops Till we see the sunrise Or till po-po shut us down, Till po-po shut us down... The sins, sins, sins run the show tonight All human defects will come up outside. Choose what you want, ain't no interdictions The Devil runs the show here so ya soul is sold. It's already here, can you feel it, baby? Can you feel perversity inside yourself? Yeah, this is what I'm talkin' about, There is nothing to worry, it's alright, There is that, as should happen, You tossin' it up, you buyin' the bar, You behave in accuracy as do I, babe, Your soul is already sold, but that's alright, If ya gettin' right. Fly girls and hot boys, Party goes outta control But we ain't gonna stop As long the music pops Till we see the sunrise Or till po-po shut us down, Till po-po shut us down... The sins, sins, sins run the show tonight All human defects will come up outside. Choose what you want ain't no interdictions The Devil runs the show here so ya soul is sold. Fly girls and hot boys, Party goes outta control But we ain't gonna stop As long the music pops Till we see the sunrise Or till po-po shut us down, Till po-po shut us down... No, they won't shut us down As long the Devil runs the show... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Alexa_Bachtel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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