Tác giả : Blues Traveler
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
[inaudible line] 
Holding up last night 
Tearing things apart 
He giggles with delight 
[something] temptation 
[something] out tonight 
 
You can work your incantation 
With garlic at your door 
Or hide until tomorrow 
It hasn't worked before 
When his love is known 
It turns to stone 
 
This creature goes out hunting 
And feeling that he prowls 
Makes a jungle cat afraid to pounce 
The wolf afraid to howl 
When the [?] becomes his victim 
And prayer becomes his prey 
Well that's his way 
 
You can work your incantation 
With garlic at your door 
Or hide until tomorrow 
It hasn't worked before 
When his love is known 
It turns to stone 
 
He puts upon the canvas 
Visions in his head 
With a pressure razor-fine 
He paints until i'm bled 
When the moment's captured 
By his artistic eye 
He lets it die 
 
You can work your incantation 
With garlic at your door 
Or hide until tomorrow 
It hasn't worked before 
When his love is known 
It turns to stone 
 
And he can't be lonely 
Time comes away 
He has my own identity 
Or so he does say 
Only once the fast have weakened 
Since statue i was free 
He let it be 
 
The demon all but vanquished 
He's finally rid of him 
But still i couldn't touch you 
And it frightened me no end 
And when at last you'd come 
The beast raged on 
 
You can work your incantation 
With garlic at your door 
Or hide until tomorrow 
It hasn't worked before 
When his love is known 
It turns to stone 
 
And when his love is known... 
It turns to stone