Jackyl Lyrics

Album: Stayin' Alive

Live Wire Lyrics

Lord I must be dreaming, what else could this be 

Everybody's screamin', runnin' for the sea 

Holy lands are sinkin', birds take to the sky 

The prophets all are stinkin' drunk, I know the reason why

Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease 

Everything is on fire, shit piled up to the knees 


Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame

Children of the season don't be lame 

Sorry, you're so sorry, don't be sorry 

Man has known and now he's blown it upside down 

And hell's the only sound 

We did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault 


Old Saint Andres seven years ago 

Shove it up their richters, red lights stop and go 

Noblemen of courage listen with their ears 

Spoke but how discouragin' when no one really hears 

One of these days you'll be sorry, too many houses on the stilt 

Three million years or just a story, four on the floor up to the hilt 


Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame 

Children of the season don't be lame 

Sorry, you're so sorry, don't be sorry 

Man has known and now he's blown it upside down 

And hell's the only sound 

We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late 


Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease 

Everything is on fire, shit piled up to the knees


California showtime, 5 o'clocks the news 

Said everybody's concubine was prone to take a snooze 


Sorry, you're so sorry, don't be sorry 

Man has known and now he's blown it upside down 

And hell's the only sound 

We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late