.45 - Louis Berry

Well I think I would like to play chess with the Devil

Yes I would like to play cards with the Pope

See I can charm any angel in his halo

And I can conjure up a storm inside your soul

Yes, I can turn your morning into evening

I can change your day into the night

If I should wish to put rain upon your sunshine

I would surely do so in good time

But you don’t always see it the way I do

Come on

And you don’t always have to play the fool when I

When I tell you that you’re always wrong

Get up

That’s my .45

Get up

That’s my .45

See I know how to make it right

Get up

That’s my .45

See I could move a mountain, divide rivers for your people

I could take away your mind and turn your heart into stone

If I should give you reason for unnecessary bleeding

Then I would take away your pain if you should give away your soul

See I could tell a lie and stand in front of Jesus

See, consequences I really don’t mind

I could fool a hundred thousand of your people

But I intend to leave a message in our lyrical divides

See you don’t always see it the way I do

Come on

And you don’t always have to play the fool when I

When I tell you that you’re always wrong

Get up

That’s my .45

Get up

That’s my .45

See I know how to make it right

Get up

That’s my .45