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Be Careful Of Stones That You Throw

-Artist: Dion
-peak Billboard position # 31 in 1963
-previously recorded by Hank William, Sr. (as "Luke
Center Of My Joy
Words and Music by Gloria Gaither, Richard Smallwood

Jesus You're the center of my joy
All that's good and perfect
Comes from
a symphony
Played by a cemetery
in the center of Queens

You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun!
So fill up
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
[Kool Keith] 

Yeah! 

For the 2000 (2000) 

Black Elvis (Black Elvis) 

We get raw with this (hand me my guitar) 

Tour bus packed (tour
time you went too far

I fall apart
Everytime I think of you
Swallowed by the dark
There is no center to my life now
No grace in my heart
Man from
terror

going, going to, yo

going to the center
Let me arrive
Going to the center
Splitting my life

a few hours passed by, I'm still dancing
It keeps me
from my center every time

Home, where did I lose my hope?
Life moves quick when you're quick to show faith
Faith, where can a man find faith?
We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime

Yeah, Primetime,beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the fuck we on
Mo' money,
or anyone, but me,
I'll just be, living my own life,
I feel my glowing center grow, infecting I feel alive,
Shovel dirt over lime, 
Plant it in myself
I'll just be, living my own life
I feel my glowing center grow, infecting I feel alive
Shovel dirt over lime
Plant it in myself to sit like a seed under
or anyone, but me,
I'll just be, living my own life,
I feel my glowing center grow, infecting I feel alive,
Shovel dirt over lime, 
Plant it in myself
watching vet po posing wit the most fly
livest gortex made in Mexico, Brancs fifteen five
Celine Dion ties two thousand nine bubble eye shit
*talking by
Now do you feel respectable on the cross?
Hanging by the shred of life that we lost
Greet the pain, meet the nails
That we thrust into your chest
got my eyes made up at the bus stop by my girlfriend and you know what,
She likes me different she likes me strange in her own way she's just the same
Trapped, no shield, no sword
The unbeaten path got my soul so sore
Allured by the lust, something money can't cure
The Devil want me as is, but
And with the new light
Goes every morning
I walk the same streets
The same every day
Passed by the people
Who go to the center
The lines of their
the life for

You little maggot
Have you never seen the moon
Gliding 'cross the western sky
A dead oak tree by the waterside
Putrid vapors rising

That
Masseuse, wedding ring on, loving Celine Dion.
Hate rap, told me where she get caked at.
Shes a part time danca, part time romanca.
Tries to be a mother
And he finds them by the roadside
and heals them with his hands
And he breaks his life beofre them and he feeds them
And he knows what he knows
I can hear a signal from the center of my soul
Ignite the impulse of life
Make a change of patterns in the
Landscape of the inner man

Obtaining
A quiet place far away in the center of my heart
Sheltered by the solitude like my daddy's arms
Seeking and knowing I will find
Resting these
she wants or is it my fame

Girlies and groupies and parties all night
Is the life that can lead you to a N.E. heartbreak
From city to city our friends
Taken by surprise, stigmatized by the things I've seen with my own eyes
Traumatized until I realize that I gotta go on with my life

I can only guess