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Saviour hear my humble cry...

Thou the springer of my confort more than life to me
Whom have I on earth beside Thee whome in heaven but Thee

Saviour
They ate us out of house and home
Turned this place into a sty
Darlin' by tomrrow you'll be eatin' humble pie
of freaks
They ate us out of house and home
Turned this place into a sty
Darlin' by tomorrow you'll be eatin' humble pie

Repeat Chorus
at the beast
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin 

Raise the art to resistance
Danger dare to be grand
Pride reduced to humble pie
a bitch, like cheery pie
I need a bitch like Billy Bill need a eye
I need a bitch, an alcoholic
I need a bitch pukin', bent over my toilet
The bitchy bitch,
They ate us out of house and home
Turned this place into a sty
Darlin' by tomrrow you'll be eatin' humble pie

Repeat chorus
(Dave as The King) (Mike & Jian)
Once I was the King of Spain now I eat humble pie
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa now I eat humble pie
I
Watch out, watch out
It's Conner!

I've got it all and I'm gettin' more
But I never fall, beat 'em all
'Cause you know I'm so humble
I'm so
I'll drink bitter wine
I'll eat humble pie
I'll do all this
For some peace
I'll do all this for peace of mind

Can we trust each other
I'm not
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
they ate us out of house and home, turned this place into a sty
Darlin' by tomorrow you'll be eatin' humble pie

Who needs ya? Think about it baby, who
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
Trusting only in Thy merit
Would I seek Thy face
Heal my wounded, broken spirit
Save me by Thy grace

Thou the spring of all my comfort
More than life
is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin

Raise the art to resistance
Danger dare to be grand
Pride reduced to humble pie
Diamonds down to sand
for an eye.
Life on the street.
I've got some humble pie.
For you to eat.

Try it again.
It's no sweat.
Try it my friend.
It's Russian roulette.
It's
Trusting only in Thy merit, would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, save me by Thy grace.

Thou the spring of all my comfort, more than life
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Come down from Your golden
Throne to me, to lowly me,
I need
only in Thy merit,
Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace.
Thou the spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me,
I dreamed I saw my name in lights
And spoke Your word for all to hear
I dreamed my name was recognized
By people far and people near

But I have come
Pass me not, oh, gentle Savior
Hear my humble cry
While the others Thou are calling
Do not pass me by

I've got the feelin' and the feelin's not
the sweetest angel, one that I fondly call 

My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now 
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow 
I long