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Stranded but I will never lay down come on

Break out, rise up from oblivion
Rise up, sinners an saints
Break out, rise up from oblivion
Rise up, black
16-pounder gun,
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

Come out ye Black and Tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show your wife how you
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
She remember my Sprinter,
Ghost of Mother
Lingering death
Ghost on Mother's bed
Black strands on the pillow
Contour of her health
Twisted face upon the head

Ghost
Ghost of Mother
Lingering death
Ghost on Mother's bed
Black strands on the pillow
Contour of her health
Twisted face upon the head

Ghost
tombs
Into the night
As black as your hearts
And now that you're back
Back from the grave
You won't be saved

Born a saint died in sin
So the holy
Unity! HA! yer such a saint today
You may be anti racist but then you're anti gay
You may be ignorant from a lack of education
But if it's
limousine.

Come and sit by me, girl, before I breathe the breath out of you
Hush your mouth and cover your eyes for I'll tell your father of you
He paid
And to measure this 
The width of the wide abyss 
I've come to you in restless sleep 
Were all your dreams turned bitter sweet 
With voodoo doll philosophies
Plane comes down on the old runway, home again for a week I'll stay
Hanging out like I used to do, hope to find some old friends I knew
Hear
So she kicked it in the hood
Raised herself on her own
She talked with that tone but she white to the bone
You would swear she was black if you
out on this crowd tonight, I see most of you don´t care
Come lift your glass, reveal your past, to the man from god knows where
night when dad would come home tight 
He'd invite the neighbors over with this 

Come out ye Black and Tans, come out and fight me like a man, 
Show
un cahier 
L'autre avec un carnet d'amour d'amour 

Life comes from the same floor 
Wind comes from the backyard 
My room is filled by love
Stained-glass and the choir sing out 
That strong and ceaseless chorus here.
So sweet the voices, sweep like leaves into the street.

On Eastern,
increased
In simulation jubilation

For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws

With my machines I can dispatch you
shot of booze,
And if anyone comes askin' about me,
Tell 'em I got, Saint James Infirmary blues.
I fall, could the choir catch me
I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Satan
Got bitten by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom
So who's side
Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light
A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night

A tragic yet magickal fall from grace
Too awful
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D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See
him
We had to lose it all, just to know that we lost one
Hi, I’m just a shape in the shadow of grates
Hi, I’m just a voice in the choir of saints
Oh all
And memories are so real
Unveiling the mystery
Storm choirs are wailing
Splendid structures
Going out searchlight

In the midst of wave
Unconceivable Evil
I got that real good feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on 35s
Pretty girl by my side

You got that sun
I got that real good feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on 35s
Pretty girl by my side

You got that sun tan