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I am on the Rock
Words and music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
Matthew 7:24-27, Matthew 16:18

The earth is shakin?
It?s like a bad dream
This
this pretty big one, I really said she was going too fast
And then I turn my sirens on and pulled her over
I'm not surprised by the questions she acts
Someone told me about your...
Somebody gossiped about my...
Bt nobody warned us about those...
Someone told a lie
Now we don't trust each other's
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
Time: 3:05 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson
Co-producer: andy paley
Recorded by brad gilderman
Mixed bt mark
often fail
And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers clean up all details
Since daddy had to lie 

Bt I know a place where we can go
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[Chorus]

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
People Are Scared
By Subhumans (UK)
From the album "Time Flies... But Aeroplanes Crash"
[*A Note on the Use of Slang...
The term "fag" in the first
I was sitting at my desk, I was a little depressed, 
my nerves laid back, I was busy stressed, 
messed up in the club with the girlies bt 
u I
Charging forth
I am the hunter by death possessed
Prowling - Insane from hunger - Bt terror blessed
I raging thirst for death - Behold the endless depths
stood still

And I watched them lean their shoulders
To the fearful hail of lead
And I prayed for night to save us
And I cried and bowed my head
Bt
wanna see me take no lives
Play with the funk, open up your trunk see who survives
I'm servin' the murder by the pound, a hundred and fifty rounds
by execution
A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution
Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka
But I still died went to hell
doing dirty deeds for the last time
I swore to God it was, but I lie
I try to stay clean but clocking green made the Holy Ghost die
That's why B.T
nick by the bad ass ho,
Know what I'm saying, no, right, let me tell you,
Wanna tell you a little bit of what I found, though.
Tell me about it, I'm