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I Brought You My Bullets You Brought Me Your Love (My Chemical Romance) · The Soul-Stirring Gospel Sounds of the Pilgrim Travelers [Bonus Tracks] (Pilgrim Travelers) · Serendipity Singers/Many Sides of the Serendipity Singers (Serendipity Singers) · Love Brought Me Back (Helen Baylor) · You Brought Us Here (Bethany Curve) · Songs That Brought Us Through (Hutchinson, Hutch) · You Brought a New Kind of Love (Ruby Braff) · I Brought Him with Me (The Five Blind Boys of Alabama) · You Brought the Sunshine/Unworthy (The Clark Sisters) · He Brought Me (Allison Garnett) – and 90 other albums »


Live music from a band plays a song called "Soul Psychodelicide".
The song's a year long and had been playing for months when he
Walked into the place.
the end the journey's 
Brought joys that outweigh the pain."

Odysseus sat tired and alone.
He'd always held out against 
All the doubts that he would
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
known
Rhythm was his special joy 
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were so sincere and true
Funny
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
[Singer]
Pharoahs..
Pharoahs..
Pharoahs..
It is you that God brought

[Killah Priest]
Places Where Pharoahs Go (Pharoahs)
Mind... (Pharoahs)
brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic
on a rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block

[ Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers) ]
Stokie's just Stokie, mama
(Stokie's Stokie)
across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see
That nobody is escaping
album, point the finga
I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer
I thought I'd bring a little truth to the young troops
I brought proof that
And puts her hands in her back pockets, Bette Davis-style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning, "You belong to me, I believe"
And someone says, "My friend, you'd
brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic
All around the world, he is known
Rhythm was his special joy,
He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were
into a flame
A whispered word
The wind blows nearer
I desire refreshment brought by rain

Unsure I tread at first slowly
But as faith grows my steps get
brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic
There was a lonely place that I used to know
it used to lie way down deep in my soul
until I met this fly guy we caught each others eye
by then i
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
on a rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block

[ Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers) ]
Stokie's just Stokie, mama
(Stokie's Stokie)
and I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers
No rock'n'roll, it's just soul
Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the hole
with my
A Zouave wounded in a ditch, and knowing death was nigh,
He laughed with joy: "Ah! here is where I settle ere I die."
He clutched his rifle once again,
by little inches
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