Exercising My Demons
I'm gonna exercise my demons today,
I'm gonna make em run around.
And it'll blow all my blues away,
I'm gonna drive right em into the ground.
I'm on the hook and they're off the chain,
It'll probably cause some short term pain,
Letting em writhe round in my brain.
But I'm gonna exercise my demons today,
I'm letting em on the loose,
While I chase all my blues away,
I'll be my own cooked goose.
So don't fetch your holy bible,
Nobody else will be liable,
Just me and my self made rival.
Exercising my demons today
I'll be hitting em with the crop
Riding all my blues away
I won't stop till they drop.
Driving straight to my personal hell,
Located in a padded cell,
Won't be out till the final bell.
Exercising my demons today,
I'm Sending them out uptown.
And blow all my blues away,
While I drink my whisky down.
I don't need no exorcism,
It'll be alright,
Cos when this is all over,
Boy I'll sleep well tonight!
After I exercise my demons today
Gonna send em round the track,
And blow all my blues away
they'll be too tired to make it back.
It might raise a racket
But put away your straight jacket
Cos I'll be able to hack it
Exercising my demons today
Making em run around,
And blowing all my blues away,
While I drink my whisky down.
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