Name: His friends call him Lu
Channel: Bendecos
Description: "His friends call him Lu" is a song by Bendecos. All pay-phones are tapped. We have proof.

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All pay-phones are tapped. We have proof.

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Bendecos

Shaggy, scruffy, overslept, socially maladjusted super-heroes.

All you need to know bendecos@rogers.com We are now also to be found at www.myspace.com/bendecos -from Toronto/The nether region to the west. -formed in 2003 -don't remember how we met -these five songs are from a concept album (demo called the road to good intention,look it up on ebay, we send em free. -almost every track was done first take. Nothing took more than three. Mistakes may be evident. But what the fuck? -feedback is what we're after. Email for free personal advice from baffled's help line, he's going to school for psychology,he wants to be an octagenarian.

Song Info

Genre

Alternative • Pop Punk

Charts

Peak #81

Peak in subgenre #6

Author

Bendecos

Rights

Neat Table Candles Music

Uploaded

February 17, 2004

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00

Story behind the song

We met Satan one night and wrote a song about it.

Lyrics

Heard about this guy called Satan,
His friends sometimes call him Lu,
He's a real bad cat, he'll make you fat,
If he gets his hands on you,
Your conscience will soon begin to fade,
someone elses shoes,barefoot the next day all you had to lose you threw away.

you'll get yer chance to cruise around in a limo' you won't know where the dope came from, you won't care cause it's free
you can have the public eye come stare through yer window,you'll find out what it is having more than you need.
damned if you do so you probably will a decision to be made and you'll have all you need,
so go on and throw it away
yer end of the bargain to be done when expected change yer righteous ways,you'll bask in the sun for years to come but you'll bleed for peaceful days.
so I heard you put yerself up for sale, people do it every day, but you got the bad end of this deal , never should have thrown it away,cause I lost my soul once when I dropped it, fell out of my pocket I was on my way to hawk it  knew I would not make a profit.from a free man to the big chair,from a harlotte to a nun,from a smiling face to a feindish grin from a handshake to a pointed gun.

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