Scandalous Lyrics...
Sammy Dean and Cade have been together a while and the story line hints at at least three albums. Here are the bits of lyrics, in no particular order, as well as the three full songs written for this band.
Currying favor for devils' kisses
Smeared across my lips and searing touches gouged out of my soul Dance With the Devil He handed down my sentance but I've got more years ahead before the devil comes for his due and shreds apart my soul. Devil's Due I learned my lessons at a demon's knee: how to temp, how to tease, how to destroy innocence Lessons Learned Sweet, sweet litttle sinner, open those blood red eyes Reach out for the demon's heat and grasp the devil's heart Sinner, Sinner |
He came today for my soul
but changed his mind along the way. "Boy, you do my job better than most," he said. Dirty Job I'll gladly crawl in the coffin if you join me inside to warm my bones and steal the fire of my soul ablaze. Coffin Sin-kissed lips, wicked smile so wide, show me the way to paradise and like the others before me I'll pay any price. Paradise Price You're my sweet splinded treasure, borne of filth and hell fire, my sweetest slight sinner, my perfect little liar. Filth and Hell Fire |
Demon Merchant
A ghost to haunt what you call life, who holds your debts and clutches a knife Never deal in things you can't live without because a demon's a demon and they know their craft Demon merchant at the Crossroad how many souls to you have been sold? Silver-tongued and cunning, besides; they know many things and speak many lies. A ghost to haunt and know your fears, who holds your soul and drinks your tears. |
Demon Deal
Paint a lovely picture, use all your favorite words; now twist them back upon themselves and take a different view. Darkness is in each sunny day and daylight hides in all the clouds So reach out and touch, grasp all the things you love, then throw then all away and gather the things you hate. Bury your heart in a box at the Crossroad, then take a demon's hand and gain all the things you seek. But you best remember: every demon takes its cue and he'll take something dear to you. So sell your soul for money or fame, but never forget that demon's name. You'll owe it all to a demon's deal, the act, the demon will far outgrow its shadow and become all the things that choke you with fear. |
Scandalous
I know the taste of your lips but not your name. Isn't that scandalous? The scent of your skin and the wine of your kiss have me hooked and I don't care. Isn't that scandalous? Our love affair is just that: the sweet music of bodies dancing between cool sheets. You want more but I don't care: This scandalous love is all I need. I get off on the touch of your hand, your nails on my back; you understand Hot and damp and sweat slick skin; your desperate dance, my favorite sin. |