Lyrics




This is a gathering
Of family and friends
To say goodbye
To make amends
It's not the time
To fuss or fight
Let it all go
It's gonna be alright
I'm all shook up
I'm all shook up
Here we go
Newton was gracious
Great balls of fire
Is it Christmas
Or is it Halloween?
Holidays
That's not really my scene
I'd rather be alone
Inside these prison walls
With the front door locked
And the light on
In the hall
Some say the world
Is coming to an end
They'll tell you why
They won't tell you when
The past is always
Gonna eat the future
That's why you got to practice
The karma sutra
I'm all shook up
I'm all shook up
Newton was gracious
Great balls of fire
Balls of fire
You contemplate
Your own demise
While you're eating breakfast
Oatmeal and some home fries
There's just one song
On my music box
To ride the razor's glance
Through me
Let me hide
Myself in these
Let me hide
Myself in these
I'm all shook up
I'm all shook up
Newton was gracious
Great balls of fire
Great balls of fire
Great balls of fire



Writer(s): John David Dowd Copyright: Seven-shooter Music



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