The last shirt has no pockets
Twice as bright were the rockets
That burnt half as long
That inspired this song
With you, you can't take it
The grim reaper will not fake it
You paid the price of morality
But that was never reality
The devil spits into my eye
Says say your prayers, it' time to die
Here comes the storm, you are to weak
I am the storm of which you speak
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The last shirt has no pockets
Twice as bright were the rockets
That burnt half as long
That inspired this song
With you, you can't take it
The grim reaper will not fake it
You paid the price of morality
But that was never reality
The devil spits into my eye
Says say your prayers, it' time to die
Here comes the storm, you are to weak
I am the storm of which you speak
Twice as bright were the rockets
That burnt half as long
That inspired this song
With you, you can't take it
The grim reaper will not fake it
You paid the price of morality
But that was never reality
The devil spits into my eye
Says say your prayers, it' time to die
Here comes the storm, you are to weak
I am the storm of which you speak
Writer: John McGovern
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