We're out there rockin every inhouse, we're out there rockin the cotton fields
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We've even seen some preachers dancin, shakin their hips to our rockin feast
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And it's no question of black or white, these devil tunes don't care about skin
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And we don't ask for faithful servants, hound dogs come fine just for sin
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[Pre-chorus:]
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Come join now with the helltrain coven, satans party-crew
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Come join now with the helltrain coven, room for all but few
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[Chorus:]
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What l love about to sing this song is the rhythm that it makes
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It keeps me all night long, and l just wanna burst:
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l'm with the devil and life is my thirst
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We're glad you came here watchin, the open air that these songs match in
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A few more rhymes, one pint or two, come join the party, and bring your crew
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The Helltrain Coven
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| Helltrain |
