Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
and prophets - Pray for us
St. Peter - Pray for us
St. Paul - Pray for us
St. Andrew - Pray for us
St. John - Pray for us
St. Magdalene - Pray for us
St .
Peter was expеcting
"Ha hey there littlе man, " said grandfather
"Hop in dude, I think you gonna like it here"
And off they went
Peter didn't enjoy
that's strong.
You load sixteen tons an' what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
St Peter don't you call me cause I can't go:
I owe
and a back that's strong.
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper and debt
St Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe
that's strong
You load sixteen tons, so what do you get,
Another day older and deeper in debt
So, St. Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go,
I owe
a n***a gets paid,
I've been pondering that s**t since I was in the 10th grade (hey),
When the day gon' come that a n***a gets paid,
I've been Pondering
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
expect ye's all to back us to the hilt.
And if St. Peter at his gate were to ask ye why yer late,
Why you'd tell him that ye had to get a ship built.
We
Peggy, Eliza (work!)
Daddy said to be home by sundown
Daddy doesn't need to know
Daddy said not to go downtown
Like I said, you're free to go
But
debt
St. Peter, don't you call me
'Cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't
me
Ah, so you've discussed me
I'm a trust fund, baby, you can trust me!
I've been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I'm intense
to
Re-commemorate your guise
St. Peters lies
Nothing wrong
There is nothing wrong for leaving life so soon
Just to pick a bone
It's coming to be
When I leave
God watchin' over you wherever you go
Yes, the good lord works
In mysterious ways
If your poor back breakin'
Under all that weight
St. Peter
that weight
St. Peter's gonna lift it at the pearly gates
Let the spirit walk beside you on your darkest days
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Oh,
He gotta ride it out before he crash
He on his hustle tryna get the cash
Can't focus, s**t's spinning fast
Laws on him, hope he's got his work
your teeth
You look at the window where is your freedom
Will waiting for another season
You are separated by a concrete wall
And poor Peters ask for
that's strong
You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul
preach it
Wanna know what baptism really is
1st Peter 3 verse 20-21 go read it
Baptism saves remission of sins
A means of grace to get you cleansed
Faith
and bones;
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong.
You load sixteen tons an' what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
St Peter don't
the animals two by two (ooh)
'Cause I'm gonna keep your boat afloat for forty days
The good Lord works in mysterious ways
Yes, He works (my Lord, He
Row
Strike! Lightning strike!
Because glass to glass, street to street
Buildings touch St. Peter's feet
From car to bar, prez to shah
Everything
Row
Strike! Lightning strike!
Because glass to glass, street to street
Buildings touch St. Peter's feet
From car to bar, prez to shah
Everything
Irish
That isn't your fault
Raise up our voices like dogs in a pack
Thankful for honest man, we never lack
We got them by twenties, we got them by ones
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