Hendrix Jimi Ball And Chain For Sale Lyrics

Ball And Chain For Sale Lyrics

You got me sitting up on the shelf

 while youre out bewitching someone else.

 Do I live, Do I die

 Do I laugh, Do I cry

 What game am I supposed to loose this time ?

 

 2. 

 

 You got chains attached to my head

 You spreading magic honey all in your bed

 What is it you want ?

 Just a puppet that talks

 or maybe just a lover who makes love to the Dead.

 

 Step onto the stage...Just a few more minutes...

 Lets see what kind of juggler you really are.

 Say without that whip and those Bloody Boots

 which are rented...You actually could become

 a morning star...

 But you rang your last bell

 Even your planets, theyve gone to hell

 And your world turns to nothing but a bubble

 in a shotgun jar.

 And now you dont know who you really are.

 

 3. 

 

 So instead of trying to make me your slave

 Why dont you just...call it a day.

 Either way Im gonna win

 So save yourself some wind

 Dont make me to be the last to see 

 you to your grave...

 Well well, Ball and Chain...for sale.

 New day come...Masters gone to Hell...

 Well well, Ball and Chain...for sale.

 Sunrise come...Masters dying in Hell...