The Black Rider - Kante

Come on along with the Black Rider

We’ll have a gay old time

Lay down in the web of the black spider

I’ll drink your blood like wine

So come on in

It ain’t no sin

Take off your skin

And dance around in your bones

So come on along with the Black Rider

We’ll have a gay old time

Step right up and hold right on there, little

Have your tickets ready, under twelve are free

Anchors away with the Black Rider

I’ll drink your blood like wine

I’ll drop you off in Harlem with the Black Rider

Out where th bullets shine

And when you’r done, you’ll cock your gun

The blood will run like ribbons through your hair

Just come on along with the Black Rider

We’ll have a gay old time

Lines form to the left

Have your tickets ready

See the dog-faced boy