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snow?

Where is Michael?
Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew
Now it's getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure
white snow? 
 
Where is Michael? 
Where is Mark? 
Where is Mathew 
Now it's getting dark? 
Where is John? They are all out back 
Under fifteen feet
snow?

Where is Michael? Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew, now it's getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
It used to be when things weren't right
I do my share and join the fight
And would surely stand
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
It used to be when things weren't right
I do my share and join the fight
And would surely stand
bass son
The early wormy gets the fish

Jumped in my john boat
I stow my gear
I fire her up and when I am in the clear
I sail across that water
brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride
who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww,
bass son
The early wormy gets the fish

Jumped in my john boat
I stow my gear
I fire her up and when I am in the clear
I sail across that water
an' miles,
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial.
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred,
Corn fed.

Rooster crows, six a.m.;
John Deere
the fuck, I just got struck by lightening
Alright then I quit, god I give up
Call it evil that men do, lord forgive me for what my pen do
This is for your
over the rainbow
I write rhymes that jam more than jelly
So call me the Arthur without the Fonzarelli, or Nelly
'Cause I am so bad when it comes
Time"

"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." 

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, give
passin' me by
The best things in life is what I heard are free
Michael Jackson will definitely tell you the story
It's the darkman flowin' of the mic
With
than I, so approved by Carly Simon.
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'.
To all - rise and shine; give God the glory.
I already give
terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God damn
I don't wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner, land

Getting
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up

I wanna give
the boss, for years I paid the cost
So now I am the force that keeps you at a state of loss
Wannabe kamakazi shootin at everybody
I'm worse than your John
a bottle now

Still on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh lord
Bible Belt raised in
he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?

You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
a bottle now

Still on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh lord
Bible Belt raised in
Oh God of the armies of Heaven 
Blessed are those who trust in you, trust in you. 

First Verse: 

True is to it 
But I did not do it by myself, ya
Or fear, I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git
She better not crash
Over here waiting on you sitting out of commission
She said chill out my nigga just kick it
'Cause Lord knows I don't need