Black

La Grande Faucheuse
La Grande Faucheuse
La Grande Faucheuse
La Grande Faucheuse
La Grande Faucheuse
La Grande Faucheuse

Angel of Death
Let me tell you a story about black
The one memory and the one who threw it right back
He was down, so I took a ride
He moved the westway out of there
So I took his advice
Oh, two seconds flat
If I'd have know he woulda treated me like that
Whoa oh, two seconds flat
How was I to know he woulda done me like that?

He had an empty gaze
In his eyes, like a bear
Took me firmly
I threw the coat away just like a foxy set
Oh, whoa, who's lookin' at ya?
Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya?
Wow oh, who'll make it through?
How was I to know, he woulda done this to you?

He made his move, and I was down all along
I kept asking to come up for luck
I would take and he would turn and
Wait, let me catch my breath
That's black if you can catch him with it
I was someone who believed in sin
He said, I think I know just who that is

Whoa, oh, who's lookin' at ya?
Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya?
Whoa, oh, who'll make it through?
How was I to know, he woulda done this to you?

Dead man now, once was a friend
Ran all the way upstairs just to make my defense
Threw me in the bath, with ice and a slab
Can of coke, down my throat
Almost his whole hand went in
First I was amused, closest to death I'd ever been
When the white light went away
I knew death was setting in
If I knew, I would tell ya
To keep trouble off, I tell ya
You're the next one to get
Left with this story, that's when you go mad
That's black

Whoa, oh (Angel of Death), who's that lookin' at ya?
Who'll be a good kid now that I'm lookin' after ya?
Whoa, oh, who'll make it through?
How was I to know, black would turn from me to you?

Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death
Angel of Death