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Smoke Ring Days

A Place Called Sin

03:20
Smoke Ring Days
2013-01-11
Smokesongs ltd.

Lyrics

A Place Called Sin

Hey there people, won’t you step on in
And hear the story of a place called Sin
Built by folks who walked a tightwire rope
One side hell, yeah, and the other one hope

Then one day a wind blew from the north
Rocked the little village back and forth
By the time the dust had settled down
Lucifer had come to claim the town

He brought with him his evil bag of tricks
On everything he scrawled a ‘666’
The square in town was stained in deepest red
And in it every man and boy lay dead

The young girls cried and all the women wailed
Beneath a cross to which the mayor was nailed
And as he gasped in his last mortal breath
He prayed to God to bring him peace in death