Wrestle With The Devil
- Christopher Howard (1999)You are listening to the song Wrestle With The Devil by Christopher Howard, writer by Andrew Lloyd Webber;Jim Steinman in album Whistle Down The Wind: Original London Cast Recording CD2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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- Wrestle With The Devil - Christopher Howard
- Introduction Act 2 - Lottie Mayor
- Try Not To Be Afraid - Lottie Mayor
- If Only (Reprise) - Lottie Mayor
- Charlie Christmas - Ashley Andrews
- Off Ramp Exit To Paradise - Veronica Hart
- Safe Haven (Reprise) - Lottie Mayor
- The Hunt - John Turner
- Nature Of The Beast - Lottie Mayor
- Whistle Down The Wind - James Graeme
Lyrics
You gotta be prepared to wrestle
Wrestle with the devil in a heartbeat
Before the moment is past.
You gotta be prepared, you gotta be prepared
To wrestle with the devil in a heartbeat
Or it could be your very last.
And the Lord said "They shall take up serpents", And those who believe will be saved. And those whose faith is weak will perish with the devil. Test your faith! Put your life in the hands of the Lord. Who amongst you will take up serpents?
You all know about the Devil, don't ya, brethren, I bet he's got you scared
Cause you can feel it in your hearts and bones, he's in this very town
And he wants your souls now, you gotta be prepared
You gotta be prepared.
You gotta be prepared
to wrestle with the devil in a heartbeat
Before the moment is past
You all know about the Devil, don't ya, don't ya
You don't think that you'll be spared
He's gonna tempt you with a life of sin, tease you with his flashing grin
But we've got the lord here, (oh yes) we've got the truth now (oh yes)
Yes you've got the mighty, (oh yes) you've got to be prepared.
No matter what you do, he's coming after you
So wrestle with the devil till you break him
Until he's gone from your head
You gotta face the test.
The devil doesn't rest
So wrestle with the devil till you take him, until he's finally, cold and dead.
He's there in the reflections on the river skimming by
He's there in the clouds as they blacken the sky
He's there in your bedroom, He can crawl into your dreams.
He's anything he want's to be, but he's never what he seems
He's there in the foreboding, you feel in your bones
He's there in the graveyard, chipping names on the stones
He's there in your memories, turning good times into bad
He's there in the future, that you wish you never had.
No matter what you do, he's coming after you
So wrestle with the devil till you break him
Until he's gone from your head.
You gotta be a success, the devil doesn't rest
So wrestle with the devil till you break him
Until he's finally cold and dead.
You'll see him in the movies, brother thinking about sex and guzzling gin
You'll see him in the courthouse sister trying to make legal every horrible sin
You'll see him in the churches brother, acting like he loves the lord above
You'll see him in your families Sister! Better take a look at who you love.
You all know about the Devil, don't ya, don't ya
You all know, he's lying in wait
He's lying in more ways than one, every time he uses you
Breaks a promise, and breaks your heart
And that's why love turns to hate
Are you gonna save me Amos? One more chance to save my life
Show me that you care
Don't you think it's time that you grew up, such a gullible, stupid girl
A little Angel? a little tramp
Your secrets out and I don't care.
I swear I didn't tell, I'd rather go to hell
I made a vow, you know I'd never break it
I'd never lie at all to you.
How many goddam vows, have you taken up to now
Have you kept a single one? oh forget it
Your pathetic, and that's the only truth.
How can you be so blind? Didn't anybody know?
The Devils been here all the time, he's waiting
Playing, hide and seek
He's up in Swallow's barn, he's dangerous and armed
He's got a gun, he's not afraid to use it
The killer is strong and you are all so weak.
It's time that this was over
Nerves are raw
Hearts begin to pound
Bring him in, hunt him down
A little bit of slaughter is justified to bring us back our town.
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