Die With My Boots On

Okay, it took me 13 years to recover from Cali, shoot me momma, cause I'm going back, my home is smoke and I'm tired of living this hidey hole, rip up the past and say fuck it all, cause I'm going back to Cali, mama pack my bags.

I'm going back to Cali, momma, I'm gonna die with my boots on, I'm going back to Cali.

Now before I go, let me make one thing clear, I do love it hear, but this cowgirl ain't cut out for this place, I need to get back up on that damn crazy horse and ride, I don't care if I get broke and busted again.

Back on street

I got the news today another friend dead I don't remember what poppa said I never listened anyway know he is just another one gone no mends to sow ain't that the way life goes get out the door and run.
I'm barely cooking, my breath is rotten to the core I'm saddle sore from riding this life and I'm feeling kind of mean
Nobody gives a damn anyway soon I will be back on the streets and I don't think I'll ever return
get out the door and burn alive

Rock-n-Roll Witch

Look out, I'm running hot, I got the magic you've been looking for, cain't you see, I ain't no woman you've ever known, mess with me and you're rolling the dice, rock you to hell, rock you to paradise. I'm the rock-n-roll witch.

I'm moving in sound, I'm the rock-n-roll witch, I'll rock you to hell, and roll you to paradise, play with me, you're rolling the dice. I'm raising the forces of heaven and hell, I'm calling all the demons, so get off the stage, burn every last page. I'm the rock-n-roll witch and I'm gonna send you to rock-n-roll oblivion.

Sell the farm, hit the bricks and get out of town, I got trouble on my mind and my sights are set on you, so put out the lights and hold your breath, tonight is gonna be the night, I'm gonna rock you to hell, roll you to paradise, keep playing with me, you're rolling the dice. I'm the rock-n-roll witch.

Black Rose Magic

Honey, you need some magic, I'm gonna give you some Black Rose Magic.

Baby you been crying way, way deep inside, you been dying, honey you need what I got, I'm gonna give you some Black Rose Magic.

Honey, your life is is tragic, you been feeling too sick, pick up the phone, give your black rose sorceress a call, honey, she knows how to fix you, send you the healing you need, honey, you need some magic, I'm gonna give you some Black Rose Magic.

Living Room Junkin

Well, I been looking for a peace in mind, but there ain't no peace to find accept the kind in a song, so rock me.

Well, Aponi is on the kit and she's ready to raise some hell with me, she says rock me Wicced, play that guitar cause I cain't find peace in mind accept in your song, so rock, me Wicced.

I'm living room junking one more time, got the whole house jumping, the guitar is hot and so is this redneck. I'm living room junking one more time.

Simple Kinda Gal

I'm a simple kinda gal, I don't want to be rich, I just want to pay my bills and have some fun. I'm just a simple kind of a gal.

Yeah, I got a rockin' band, and we sure can tear up a tune, come on by the house and we'll rock you, put a little something in the kitty, we ain't looking to get rich, we just want to pay our own bills and have some fun. I'm just a simple kind of a gal.

Bad Gyrl, Wicced to the Core

This whiskey stained voice is my claim to fame. This whiskey stained voice and these dirty licks are my claim to fame, dedicated my life to the sound of rock, rock-n-roll playing it down and gritty, as I live I sing, from hell on wheels to recluse and back again, here I am, hell is my only home, my wicced soul rock, rock-n-roll till I die.

Chose a six string and threw away my life, page to page, every scar written, now this whiskey stained voice and these dirty licks are my only claim to fame. Bad gyrl, wicced to the core.

Wicced Bleeding

Oh shit, here we go again, one more dime, one more time, damn Wicced, your bleeding all over the place.

Move over, lover, Wicced is taking over, the lunatic redneck is on the loose again, forget the cops, they cain't stop rock-n-roll, damn Wicced, your soul is bleeding all over the place.

Hey babe it's the Wicced One again, pure rock-n-roll insane. Hey babe spread your thighs and rock-n-roll with me, oh shit, here I go again bleeding all over the place.

Last of a Dieing Breed

Back to square one, gonna fuck it up before I'm done, the last of the dieing breed, hey babe I'm the Wicced One, make your ears bleed, gonna fuck it all up before I'm done, last of a dieing breed, I am the Wicced One, hey babe sit on my.

Last if a dieing breed, hey babe I got the rock you need, last of a dieing breed, rock to live, live to rock, I'm the last of a dieing breed.

Second generation hard rocker, forget the cards, cause I've never played with a full deck, I'm a total wreck never been sane, hey babe I'm the Wicced one.

Dizzy Jane

Dizzy Jane, everybody said she was insane, Dizzy Jane.

Dizzy Jane, she soaked my brain, Dizzy Jane, she was always rock ready, Dizzy Jane, always kept me rock steady.

Had a girl down Louisville way, Dizzy Jane, she was insane, Dizzy Jane, she just killed me, Dizzy Jane, she could really spill me, Dizzy Jane, was always rock ready, Dizzy Jane,always kept me rock steady, Dizzy Jane, I love you, Dizzy Jane, spin me around, rock me steady, Dizzy Jane.

Dizzy Jane, everybody said she was insane, Dizzy Jane.

Krow Fly

Killmeister is right, everyday I wonder, every night I cain't forget, I never saw this coming, now I got to stop talking and just do.

All right you sons and daughters of a bitch, wings out, the Krow is about to fly, catch me when you can, light another match, watch me burn, now it's your turn, wings spread the Krow is gonna fly.

Another shame, another day to blame, no others name to speak, whatever gets you through.

The House of Wicced

There is no hell above, there is no heaven below, the only life I have is the life I lived, won't say I was right, but I wasn't always wrong, oh baby cain't you see, I was born into this house right here, here is where I'll die, in this House if Wicced.

You know I tried, I cried a lot of nights, but I cain't be anything except what I've always been my whole life through, I carried a sword, I tried not to use it, I tried to run, I tried to hide from it, now I know there is nothing I can do, there is no hell above, there is no heaven below, there is only one place I know, the House of Wicced.

Hardest Pain to Eat

Peal me baby, feel my disease, eat me raw.

Squeeze me baby, don't freeze the juice, drink my disease, it's the hardest pain to eat.

The hardest pain to eat, I'm U.S.D.A. guaranteed to rot your soul, so open up wide, swallow the hardest pain you'll ever know. I am the hardest pain to eat, the hardest pain to eat.

Meet Me In Hell

Lived my whole life living for rock-n-roll and I know I'm old, but I aint't had enough, a screaming guitar is what I love, so come on baby ring my bell.

Meet me in hell, cause I'm sure they got one hell of a rockin' band, I don't like playing with angels, I prefer to dance with demons in the flames.

Meet me in hell and I'll do what I've always done, I'll rock you.

One more lyric, one more riff, if ya ask me what I did it for, I'll tell you, I did it all for rock-n-roll, so when I die, don't cry for me, I'll be in rock-n-roll Valhalla.

Burn You Down

I  don't care about your religion, I got my own, step up to the line and I'll burn you down, burn you down.

I don't care about your prejudice and hate, I've had my fill, now step up to the line and swallow your fate and I'll burn you down, burn you down.

I've never been one for shame, I ain't no sheep, there is only one game I'll play, rock-n-roll, it's my religion, rock -n-roll, it's my pride and joy, rock-n-roll, it keeps me alive, rock-n-roll, step up to the line and I'll burn you down, burn you down.

Rock-n-Roll Witch

I ain't no lady, I'm a dirty woman, rock ya to the core, rock ya till your sore, I'll turn you into a nasty lizard, do the bad girl boogie.

do the bad girl boogie, I ain't no lady, I'm a dirty woman, do the bad girl boogie, call the quarters, cast the circle, light the dragon fire, raise hell and weave my spell. I'm a rock-n-roll witch, rock-n-roll witch, rock ya to the core, rock ya till your sore, then turn you into a nasty lizard. I'm a rock-n-roll witch, rock-n-roll witch.

Are You a Psycho Cowgirl?

I'm looking for someone that knows they got the power in their hands, I'm looking for somebody that can turn shit into gold, I'm looking for somebody that never knows when to quit.

Are you a psycho cowgirl? Come with me around the world, we'll bring them to their knees.

I'm looking for someone that can bring machine gun thunder, I'm looking for someone that can make that mother fucker scream, I'm looking for someone that spends life in a dream, I'm looking for somebody that doesn't want to live for today, but is ready for immortality, I'm looking for somebody that wants to live forever. Are you a psycho cowgirl? Join the Wicced One's band of psycho outlaws. We'll make rock-n-roll spit demons in the eye, break all the rules in hell, we'll rock 'em all till their psycho like us.

Are you a psycho cowgirl? Come with me, we'll set heaven on fire and burn that bitch to the ground, we'll raise hell, we'll show people rock-n-roll again, so saddle up and let's ride. Are you a psycho cowgirl?

Pyscho Cowgirl

Putting on my boots, strapping on my gun, the psycho cowgirl is back. Slap my face one last time on a wanted poster cause you know the psycho outlaw is back.

Psycho cowgirl, saddle 'em up and ride 'em to the ground, psycho cowgirl, load up your gun its time to finish this rodeo, psycho cowgirl, rope 'em up and hang 'em high, don't leave a bullet left in the chamber, psycho cowgirl, round up the devils heard and drive 'em straight to hell, psycho cowgirl.

Memories Are Killing Me

I don't know why I'm crying, I don't know why I cain't find a reason to laugh, so I look in the mirror and I see just one more empty bottle. These memories are killing me.

I don't ask no help from above, I don't need no help from below, I got here alone, in the end I know it's me alone, lying in this coffin, don't you bury me with these memories cause I know, I know it's these memories that are killing me.

Turn off the light, say goodnight, cause ya know I haven't had one in such a long, long time. Kiss me goodbye cause ya know it's just another memory, kill me, cain't you see, memories are killing me.

One candle for the good times. One candle for the laughter I have known. One candle to turn these memories into golden sunshine shining down on me. One candle to free me from these memories that are killing me. Now blow out the candles and give me a smile, so I know I really ain't alone.

Rock-n-Roll Moon

That rock-n-roll, it sure gets me through, that rock-n-roll gets me high when I want to cry. Come on baby, rock-n-roll me through the night, let your rock-n-roll moon shine bright on me.

Rock-n-Roll moon keep shining down on me, rock-n-roll moon, shake me, break my blues and rock me. Rock-n-roll moon.

The house of wiccedness is in town, we're looking for a little magic, I got my wand, listen to it scream. We got one more town to go, one more ritual to initiate our army of wiccedites, watch me weave a spell for you. Come on baby rock-n-roll me.

House of Wiccedness

The light is on, the devil is always home, she keeps me warm, sometimes the nightmares shake her but never to the core, I always awake in their House of Wiccedness.

I ain't bad but hell knows I sure ain't good, I ain't a demon but I damn sure ain't know saint, so when the morning light comes, throw up a sigh to Lilith, rock-n-roll, baby, got us through one more night and you know where I'll be, in my pulpit in the House of Wiccedness.

One candle to keep the flame of love burning. One candle to light my way in this misery. One candle to remind me I took my turn on the roller coaster. One candle to bring tomorrow to this House of Wiccedness.

Back from the grave

Basement Junkin

Basement Junkn 2

Bleeding Hearts

Bluegrass Special

Keep on pushing

Rock n Roll Bit

Come see me in Hell

Smash Through Life

Hey you, all ya gotta do is ass up and fly, smash through life, smash through life.

Go ahead and hesitate, I'll steal your thunder, times a bitch when you got the itch, scratch, keep on scratching till you die, it's simple, all you gotta do is ass up and fly, smash through life, smash through life.

The way you complain and moan drives me insane, poke you in the eye and leave you to cry in heaven cause hell is mine, Satan, she is my biggest fan, and let me tell you, she can boogie woogie. Hey, all you gotta do is ass up and fly, smash through life, smash through life.

My Oklahoma Home

In my younger days a drifters walk and keep on moving strut is what I had, no ties to one piece of rock, I was a firm believer in the home is where the heart is and my heart beat in the wind.

With eyes open wide this land I traversed to and fro, I have seen my share of good times and bad times, they called me Homeless but I always had my home on my back.

Why? You ask, did I drift so, for a song why else. Now I am old and my drifting days surely over and now I snuggle into my Oklahoma home.

I was not born here but I think I am growing roots here, 5 years to ponder and plan my escape but every opportunity I gleefully squander away as I look out my window and see the birds I remember a time I was just like them and now my wings have been clipped and I am happily grounded in Oklahoma.

But now I must entertain the thought of leaving my Oklahoma home, why? Bad luck, bad love, my immovable rock of deteriorating mental state, too tired, to tore up from the floor up to shake the necessary branches to obtain a higher success, I am a dinosaur, I play old style rock and blues that is not even a novelty anymore, could not tell you what is wrong with the art I create, some yes is shocking but compared to some contemporary art and movies I have seen it is rather mild so nobody buys my art or the t-shirts I slam them on plus let's not forgot no money for any advertising, I just never stood a chance and that is the irony in all of this, I got clean to shrivel up into my mind, burn my talent, be a burned out, burned up crispy critter rocker that is guilty of committing rock –n- roll and music history.

My name is Reverend Sarah Schultheiss, AKA: The Wicced One and eventually I will not be able to stop the inevitable and will become homeless and what does it matter, one more homeless does not mean anything to anybody, obviously.

I have asked people to buy a t-shirt and I can not even sell one, everybody tells me how good my music is but will not even buy a song, I cannot afford any advertising so I am stuck, out of luck, but one day after I am dead and gone somebody will find the material I leave behind, maybe anyway, I did find a place to call home even if it was for a short minute on the scheme of things, I love Kentucky but Oklahoma is my home and I may have to say goodbye and that sucks.

What Did I Do

Gave my life, never worried about saving my soul, spending all my time in hell, let me tell you, it was worth every burn. Now I'm just a burned out rocker, so what did you do with the time.

No sense getting me a steady job but living on social security drives me insane, at least I got the time to write my insanity, rock steady to the very end. Rock-n-roll tragedy, but tell me, friend, what did you do with the time.

When I die, put a guitar in my hands and bury me as I lived, warn the devil I'm coming, cause ya'll know I'm I'm gonna rock her. don't cry for me cause hell ain't a bad place to be. So what did you do with the time.

Near the end

Near the end

Here I am 10 days before the electric is due and I am wondering if there will be any help from you, the times have changed and I am not the person I once was I am blind and near the end, I really need a friend cause I can not see in this dark I am blind and near the end.It is hard to believe after all these years I would find myself in this condition I never needed anybody's help I have wasted away and every day I choke on these tears I am blind and near the end, I really need a friend cause I can not see a thing in this dark I am blind and near the end.

Reverend Sarah art

Rock-n-Roll Nation

Living out of your head, looking like the living dead, baby, just get yourself here, it really will blow your mind. join the rock-n-roll nation, where you are everybody's broken toy, now ain't that a bitch.

Your past is shot full of holes, just like your teeth, you got the number, now give me a call, count the days by the nightmares, count the nights by the dream, balance the screams, you cain't stroke the knife without giving some blood. You're 50 and still shaking your stuff, baby, I ain't had enough, just get yourself here, join the rock-n-roll nation.

Preaching, teaching what you walk, rock-n-roll, eat, sleep, dream, rock-n-roll sanity is way out of reach. Join the rock-n-roll nation.

Dream A Little Dream

Half my life is over, passed just like a tear in the eye, I did all I could, sometimes, though, you're good and sometimes you're just bad, and all you can do is dream a little dream, and baby, I dreamed, so don't judge the book by its tattered cover. I dreamed a little dream, and now, all my life has come true.

Dream a little dream, hold on tight, cause sometimes it is all that will get you through, just dream a little dream.

Now I stand at the door, I just don't know what to do, but I know there is no telling what the future holds for me, it may have taken me half my life to get here, but I ain't ready to quit, so here I go, dreaming my little dream.

Wiccedfied

Beating of my heart, kicking me in my head, I've been thinking some insane thoughts, now I'm caught in a hurryupcaine, I'm going back to hell, Texas, yeah, Texas, and we ain't done yet.

You've been wiccedfied, yeah, yeah wiccedfied, wicced, wiccedfied.

Round one broke me to my knees, yeah, I barely got out with my life. Went back for round two, should've killed 'em all, but I had freedom in my eyes. Look out, Texas, round three coming and I'm gonna rock ya to the core, yeah, gonna rock ya till your sore, Texas, yeah, Texas, and now you've been wiccedfied.

Letter of intent

This is a letter of intent

What the intent is I have no clue, if I could reach thousands of people then I suppose a plea of help, if it reaches no one than another failed attempt on my part to prove that people care and most importantly that I utterly failed to support myself.You see my dreams have collapsed in my hands and have fallen apart, my heart is rent in two as I gaze upon the double edge sword that is my recovery from addiction, on one side it was good and brought the things I cherished most in my life back to me, on the other side, things of my personality that should have been kept have been put to sleep, I have suffered and lost so much these last thirteen years the only way I have survived is by trying to convince myself I am strong enough to take anything life throws at me, keeping so busy that all I have time to think about is business, but that business is a failure and I have to face it.So I face and confront that which I have not, this becomes my last failure or greatest triumph, though I admit I believe it will end in great tragedy and I will slip of into oblivion just like so many thousands of faceless people do.So maybe the intent is goodbye, a silent goodbye that falls on no ears.I am Reverend Sarah Schultheiss, I have recorded and released music under my own label, I created designer t-shirts showcasing my own art, I have created a philosophy that I rededicated myself to, I have written four books and am working on fifth, I created and built my own guitar but none of that matters because it was wasted energy, guess I just finally lost all that fight in me that used to be so abundant.   

Goddess Give Me Strength

In my life, I've had my share of hard days and cold nights, living on the streets, starving for a change I couldn't feed, and Goddess, I thought them years were behind me, but here I am again, Goddess give me strength, preach it to me.

I know I ain't got a damn soul to blame but me, but ya see, these scars go deep, every day I keep searching my heart, but I cain't find the woman I once was. this life has taken so much out of me, yet I keep on fighting, I just cain't remember what the hell for, I don't feel like I'm finished, my song is not over. Goddess give me strength.

Birdie Shit

I ain't got a mojo sense to make, 1, 2, 3, 4, cain't you hear me knocking at your door. It's Saturday morning and I cain't find my home, wait a minute, this is my door, try explaining that to the cop who caught you climbing through the window.

Up all night, is that a rock on the ceiling, where is all this light coming from, what is that thing up in the sky. Who is the president, I don't know, what year is it, I don't care. How did I get here.

Nervous break down, I don't feel nervous or broke, I talked to an alien, he said ko, ko. I put my axe on his head and I screamed ko, ko, ko, or birdie shit, I just bit the rope.

Koffin Deep

I'm the wild card, aces down, joker up, I'm the joker and I'm wild, come on child, follow me, I'm the wild card, Koffin Deep.

Praise the rock and hail the roll, I stole this body, guess I should've looked before I leaped, crack the lid, I don't dance, I did the howl for you, Koffin Deep.

The Engine Barked

I had 40 miles left to ride and the engine barked at the wind, she said I had to stop, but I had no brakes, have you got what it takes, and I took that curve at 100 miles, and we just swerved all over the road.

A do, do, do and my, my, my, you were boogie woogie sugar cane, in my eye, but she ain't no Georgia peach pill, I was diggin' the Cadillac, but she was getting love. Just put the hammer down and fly, blow off the doors and roll up another city limit and the engine barked at the wind, she said I had to stop, but the gators just popped.

Hardest Shout

I was a girl, now I'm a woman, blew up my world, chewed up my life, but I couldn't spit it out. Its the hardest shout to scream, its the hardest shout to scream.

When I was a little bitty baby, I had a dream, it sounded on my head, sleeping in my crib, I had rock-n-roll drool on my bib, I cried in 4/4 time. When I was a little bitty baby, I met a demon, but I wouldn't let him kill the dream. Its the hardest shout to scream, the hardest shout to scream.

If ya see me you'll know I'm the demon breaker, all dream maker, wicced from day one, the hardest shout to scream.