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ALICE IN CHAINS LYRICS
"Rooster" (1992 Single)
1. Rooster
2. Sickman
3. It Ain't Like that
1. Rooster
Ain't Found A Way To
Kill Me Yet
Eyes Burn With Stinging
Sweat
Seems Every Path Leads Me To
Nowhere
Wife And Kids And Household Pet
Army Green Was No Safe Bet
The Bullets Scream To Me From Somewhere
Here They Come To Snuff The Rooster
Yeah Here Come The Rooster
You Know He Ain't Gonna Die
Walkin' Tall Machine Gun Man
They Spit On Me In My Homeland
Gloria Sent Me Pictures
Of My Boy
Got My Pills 'Gainst
Mosquito Death
My Buddy's Breathin'
His Dyin' Breath
Oh God Please Won't You Help
Me Make It Through
2. Sickman
What The Hell Am I?
Thousand Eyes, A Fly
Lucky Then I'd Be
In One Day Deceased
Sickman, Sickman, Sickman
I Can Feel The Wheel But I Can't Steer
When My Thoughts Become My Biggest Fear
Ah, What's The Difference, I'll Die
In This Sick World Of Mine
What The Hell Am I?
Leper From Inside
Inside Wall Of Peace
Dirty And Diseased
Sickman, Sickman, Sickman
I Can See The End Is Getting Near
I Won't Rest Untill My Head Is Clear
Can You See The End?
Choke On Me My Friend
Must To Drown These Thoughts
Purity Over Rot
Yeah, Though I Walk Through The Valley Of Rape
And Despair
With Head High And Eyes Alert
I Tread On A Plane Of Many
We Who Are Of Good Nature And Intention,
But Cannot Touch On The Dark
Recess Of Memory
And Pain Learned, So Come Walk
With Me, Feel The Pain,
And Release It
What The Hell Am I?
Worn Eroded Pride
Saddened 10 Mile Wide
I'm Gonna Let It Slide
Sickman, Sickman, Sickman
I Can Feel The Wheel But I Can't Steer
When My Thoughts Become My Biggest Fear
Ah, What's The Difference, I'll Die
In This Sick World Of Mine
3. It Ain't Like that
There I was, laid out on a table
Screamin' sweat and bare feet to the floor
In my life, I'd not soften
Things that cut, and burn so often
But I sit, think of somethin'
Scared to face, the dyin' nothin'
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See the cycle I've waited for
It ain't like that anymore
Where I go is when I feel I'm able
How I fight is why I'm feelin' sore
In my sight, not forgotten
Feel as though, a tooth were rotten
Behind the smile, a tongue that's slippin'
Buzzards cry, when flesh is rippin'
[CHORUS]
Here I sit writing on the paper
Trying to make the words you can't ignore
In my mind, what I'm lacking
Score at face, a ten for slacking
Sign the deal, set in motion
Smaller fish, so huge the ocean
[CHORUS]
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