"Raising The Grain" lyrics

"Raising The Grain"

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Woo

Raising the grain to feel no pain
Change turpentine into red wine
And girl, I will boil in linseed oil
And crack the shellac, make my blood boil
And I got to go in the catacombs where the river flows

Raising the grain to feel no pain
And I change turpentine into red wine
And girl, I will boil in linseed oil
Crack the shellac, make my blood boil
And I got to go in the catacombs where the river flows

A river of blood and
Drown in the mud and
I want to cover the earth and
Defend my trust
Handing out a beatdown
That's something to see now
You got something to say
Let's make some hay
And I got to go in the catacombs where the river flows now

And the blood is the wine, turned from the vine
And the blood is the wine, falling from the vine
And the blood is the wine, falling from the vine

Raising the grain to feel no pain
Change turpentine into red wine
And girl, I will boil in linseed oil
Crack the shellac, make my blood boil
And I got to go to the catacombs where the river flows

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey


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