A song for the Fourth Horseman

[eliyes]

So, I've bene listening to a predominantly Aerosmith playlist today, adn just now one of the songs I particularly like struck me as appropriate for Warren Worthington III in the whole fall of the Angel storyline, coming back as Death. It's probably a hell of a lot more mellow than he was capable of being at the time, but it works well for, say, when he's going after Hodge for cutting off his wings and kidnapping/torturing/killing Candy Southern.

In fact, Candy would be repeatedly mentioned. FYI when Jean was gone, Candy adventured with Warren and a few others as a (non-powered, I believe) Marvel Girl. Wore the green minidress and the mask and everything. Right dress, wrong girl.

The song is Ain't That A Bitch.

Up in smoke you've lost another lover
As you take a hit off your last cigarette
Strung out, burnt out
Yeah you're down on your luck
And you don't give a...
'Til the best part of you starts to twitch
Ain't that a bitch

Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
You think you're high and fine as wine
Then you wind up like a dog in a ditch
'Cause love is like a wrong turn
On a cold night...yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch

In a daze
In the throes of emotion
You see God in the Devil's eyes
Then you fall so far from grace
You wouldn't know a kiss
If it was on your face
You can tell it to the jury
But you ain't got no case

Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
The gal was fine as calamine but not
Enough to scratch a seven year itch
'Cause love is like the last licks
Outta Hendrix... yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch

Then you feel so out of place
Lickin' up the arsenic
From the same old lace
You know the stuff is poison
But you gotta have a taste

You gotta
Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
You think you're high and fine as wine
Then you wind up with your face in the ditch
'Cause love is like a warm gun
On a cold night... yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch