The funny thing about human nature is
It feels so good to be bad
And when the flood waters roll high
As far as an old pine
The pack will leave you for dead
This barbwire love that I'll soon be free of
It's damage has soon come ahead
The red sea parts wide
You know its a mile high
Send the Devil instead
Yes I will
Oh
You can't
Dodge my bulleit
Oh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
Oh
You can't
Dodge my bulleit
Oh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
The only thing that makes us different and same
Is the fire beneath our veins
Buy the ticket and derail the train
Taking pleasure and chase it with shame
My soul ain't pretty and I lost it for a penny
Must've been at the end of last week
For cheap cocaine and to hear my name
My soul is the Devil's to keep
Yes it is
Oh
You can't
Dodge my bulleit
Oh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
Oh
You can't
Dodge my bulleit
Oh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh) Oh - Ahh
(Ooh) Oh - Ahh
(Ooh) Oh - Ahh
Oh
You can't
Dodge my bulleit, no
Oh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
You can't
You can't, oh no
Dodge my bulleit, no
Wooh
I'm sending
Fire on down the range
