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skies?
No frowns today, just smiles that will brighten our way
And I'll take this old man by the hand
To begin again

Shall we sail away with bluebirds
that tidal wave of wrath our guilty souls stand 
It should have fallen on us all but by your command 
Held back the crashing flood of wrath by your
growing colder

Let it not be said of us
We've done each other wrong
By giving up home and doing nothing at all

This world is ours to love
This
by immolating myself
The flood of counterfeits released
From history
The black cloud
Automotons gather all the pieces
The resurrection of the deceased
the consequences major in your life,
Not by what is safe to wager

Smile, there's no regrets
Layers wash through our hands and
Then you never see tomorrow
on the front said
"fender champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar

We could jam in joe's garage
His mama was screamin'
His
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All day baby, all day

[Chorus: ]
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more
His days with the remuda they're all done
It was long about last April he rode into our camp
Just
toe-tappin'
We'll be kickin' up our heels to the Cotton-Eyed Joe
Music and laughter, gonna raise the rafters
A little boot-slidin' across the floor
Do
Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more
His days with the remuda they're all done
It was long about last April he rode into our camp
Just
some strange god and a good right hand
We can chase the ghost from the promised land
If the promised land turns out as it should
We can flood
He brushed against her dastardly
Son of a catastrophe 
Well he shot the lights right out of her eyes
He took her by the hand
Helpless within his
I hit my head. I hear the phone ring.
I was distracted by my friend Joe.
I hit my head. Now I'm left handed.
Lost my sublet to my friend Joe
Here I am, baby, 
Come and take me, 
Take me by the hand. 
Show me, 
Here I am, baby. 

It always ends up this way, 
Me begging you every day.
Joe

[Chorus]
We are on our way
We're on our way to Gloryland
We are all just scattered souls
By Heaven's hand

We are on our
We're on our way
cigarettes
And you hemmed and you hawed
And you hedged all your bets
Waiting for a sign

Let's wash our hands as we throw little fits
Let's all wash our
cigarettes
And you hemmed and you hawed
And you hedged all your bets
Waiting for a sign

Let's wash our hands as we throw little fits
Let's all wash our
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh... woo
looked alone
Stop waving your arms you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink up the winter sky

Slowly the day breaks apart in our hands
And soft
corral caves

Valusia's great Trident
Thrust into the land
Collapsing what once was
By Poseidon's hand

Flood of destruction
Remembered by all
Though most
Artist: Fat Joe f/ Armageddon, Tony Sunshine
Album: Loyalty
Song: All I Need
Typed by: y_c_brat@yahoo.com
[Talking: Fat Joe]
Cool & Dre
Who you
So salvation, here runs the flood, here dies the love
The banner of the ungranted and our darkest days
The feelings that were forced
Out of fear
Here I am, baby, 
Come and take me, 
Take me by the hand. 
Show me, 
Here I am, baby. 

It always ends up this way, 
Me begging you every day.
you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink up the winter sky

Slowly the day breaks apart in our hands
And soft hallelujahs flow in from the church
Here I am, baby, 
Come and take me, 
Take me by the hand. 
Show me, 
Here I am, baby. 

It always ends up this way, 
Me begging you every day.