BACKDOOR MAN
When you get that feeling, coming from belowYou need a little healing, the kind you only get from making loveBut when you ain’t got nobody,
When you get that feeling, coming from belowYou need a little healing, the kind you only get from making loveBut when you ain’t got nobody,
One man who holds the strength to stand aloneTo go against the grain, to fight, he holds his ownIn a world that doesn’t know right
Master of his holy kingdompreaching for the choirA holy man with dirty hands,a filthy lust and evil desire Evil desireDevouring fireDestroyer of souls Saviour of
I’m not on the left, I’m not on the rightNowhere in between, no black or whiteDont ever force me or make me choosethe lesser of
The highs of yesterday are a faded memoryA mirage in my mind, drowning in a sea A nightmare in daylight, a flood of fantasyset me
I’m going crazyI must be going insaneThey’re is out to get meand get inside my braincant look in the mirrorI dont know what it seesthis
Better call the doctorBetter call the manBetter call the dream dealerto give a helping hand Help me JesusTo save my soulIm heading straight to hellI
I’m facing a wallI did all that i could do,but it’s still not enough Balancing on a ledgeClose to the edge You may have won
Standing outside the fireFeeling so aloneWalking on the wireAlways a target for their gun Always treated like foolWithout trying – he’s broken every ruleAlways misunderstood,
Gonna take every chance, gonna spend every dimeI wont, dwell in the past, I ain’t wasting no timeI live in the moment, running with the