Roy Rogers (Slide Guitar) - Shakin' Hands With The Devil Тексты

Shakin' hands with the devil
He's anywhere you look
There ain't no rhyme or reason
It's all down in the good book
Now i'm not much on religion
It keeps a lot of people apart
There must be a way to find a common ground
Or the world's bot going too far

There's a bombing in oklahoma
People got to be out of their minds
Killin' for no reason
Everybody's in the line of fire
Sick minds are not easily healed
They need a dose of common sense
How much sense do you have to have
To let a child grow up to live?

The devil he works his powers
Anywhere he wants to go
A deadly game you will never win
We just can't take it no more

In africa it's open season
On people of different tribe
Bosnia herzegovina
It's a slaughter and a diatribe
Death don't have no mercy
We're all gonna die someday
Old or young, you will lose your ground
If you hate just like the devil says