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Reckless Kelly Was Here (Reckless Kelly) · Reckless Kelly Was Here (Reckless Kelly) · Here, Here and Here (Meg & Dia) · Lying Beneath a Scrubby Palmetto (Ervin Drake) · Beneath the Skin (Collide) · Beneath Some Lucky Star (Bill Staines) · Beneath These Fireworks (Matt Nathanson) · Beneath the Darkness (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Beneath My Wheels (Kevin Welch) · 6 Feet Beneath the Moon (King Krule) – and 90 other albums »


man!
For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north
Led by Kelly, the boy from Killanne!"
Tell me who is the giant with the gold curling hair,
He
(Kelly/Mann)
The Saint Andrews' Cross
The slate rooves and the chimney pots
Are dirty against the snow
Speeding away from Glasgow
A carriage with
that he got
He bought a Mr. Cruiser off of Mr.Kelly's lot

Well,that station wagon was the ugliest thing around
And I'd hide beneath the dashboard
the world outside pass us by
Right here in our Arabian Nights 
Until the Northern Lights cross the sky
There is no other

Indian summer, the storm that
Far away in a bygone age
When the stories all were true
Legends told by the men of old
Have brought us here today

Legend tells a secret, buried
Far away in a bygone age
When the stories all were true
Legends told by the men of old
Have brought us here today

Legend tells a secret, buried
King of Love you've called my name
You gave me life although the shame,
Had covered me, you took my hand,
And here I stand, I'm saved by grace.
Lie down on this pillow
While I speak to you in tongues
And to the Blessed Virgin Mary
Beneath the cross which I hung
I am kneeling in reverance
the holy land
Skin made of iron, heart made of steel
Lubricated by the blood beneath its wheels
Reclaiming the world for its king
It's the shovel headed
There's no time in life to judge
Only time enough for love
So as another night slips by
Let us dance beneath the sky

I want to be your light
Let me
When the sun goes down
On my side of town
That lonesome feeling
Comes to my door
The whole world turns blue

There's a rundown bar
Cross the railroad
paradise here,
After two hundred years?

So now, beneath the Southern Cross
It's time to tally up the cost
Of what we've gained and what we've lost forever
King of Love you've called my name
You gave me life although the shame,
Had covered me, you took my hand,
And here I stand, I'm saved by grace.
Leave you bleeding at my feet
You are natural you are meat
Tribes
Below the graves
Breed
Refuge by day
Tribes
Their home beneath
Breed
Alive but deceased
I woke up this morning
With some things on my mind
As I try to find the truth in what I thought was right
Slowly I'm sinking beneath my reasons
I
our Savior, Adrenaline
Adjusted by a situation
Inspiration, that's music
And that's us
Here we go

Ya, that's what I'm talkin' about right there
You
room)

And watch the shadow cross the floor
(Sun in an empty room)
We don't live here anymore
(Sun in an empty room)
the endless sands
We sail away, our victory at hand!

Stand here with me
Together we'll be stronger
Side by side we conquer lands
And storm across
sit beneath grey skies, close my eyes. cry.
Watch my world pass by. who am I?
Second thoughts cross my mind, am I still gonna try?
Will the world move
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz

Niggaz
I used to dream that I could fly
Just above the whispered clouds
Beneath the somber sky
I had a dream I was alive
I dreamt that love would never die,
(
I grew up here on Bourbon Street
Playin' for the beer and tips
Livin' by the Poncha Train
Watchin' drunks and sailin' ships
I'm sittin'
When the sun goes down
On my side of town
That lonesome feeling
Comes to my door
The whole world turns blue

There's a rundown bar
Cross the railroad
left to fill.
Sit, and be still, send the voltage cross his ticker,
Watch the stars they start to flicker, and one by one levels
Fall.

Another
independent, can't touch me kids
Split your wig then hire Cochran, like Puffy did
(fiesta) fiesta, like my name R. Kelly
I'm the boss see the cross, hanging