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The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad

words remembered by John A. Roche
the eye
Pressed against the telescope of dreams
Sees two stars
Two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white
Spinning madly on lines defined
By each
lives way back down the hollow
I take her by her lily white hair
And into the woods we wonder
Her daddy was a river man
As mad as a hatter
Her mama
to dwell

White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I'll live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead

We were all
to dwell

 White dove will mourn in sorrow
 The willows will hang their heads
 I'll live my life in sorrow
 Since mother and daddy are dead

We were
to dwell

 White dove will mourn in sorrow
 The willows will hang their heads
 I'll live my life in sorrow
 Since mother and daddy are dead

We were
got a new song now that we are redeemed
Oh-oh oh-oh

[Chorus]
For Your name shout in all the Earth
Great above our lives light of our salvation
to dwell
White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I'll live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead
We were all so
The Pursuit of happiness is in great demand
Immigrants run across the border to escape their homeland
They want to be like you and me, to be free
You
and a panther by my side
These are Territories I live for
I'd still give my everything to love you more
seem to wipe this smile off my face
Life's a happy song

When there's someone by my side to sing along
Everything is great
We'll live happily ever after
by my side
These are territories I live for
I'd still give my everything to love you more

A song of me song in need
Of a courageous symphony
as the white man hunts for me
We are descendants of the animals we live among them free
Our trail of tears would end, one day at wounded knee

Great spirit,
again?
Fate or chance

A beauty
In uncertainty
We fought them
On great white sand

Our shadows reframed memories
We want only to live
Only
the special, the Author of the Helping Friendly Book

HE WROTE THE FUCKING BOOK OK!
HE WROTE THE BOOK
His name..WAS..ICCULUS!!!!!
Written by the great
screen
Oh, Jack was king, but you stole the scene

Meg White
Baby, you're the bomb
Oh, Jack is great don?t get me wrong
But this is your song

Some
brews
You want to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she
flying by

Ai yi yi put your hands up high 
Coz' you never know how long your gunna live till' ya die
They hit you with a missile, hit you with a bomb,
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
the morn 
The Eyes of Texas are upon you 
'Till Gabriel blows his horn. 
Sing me a song of Prexy, 
Of days long since gone by. 
Again I seem to great
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
where I've been just look at my hands
Yeah I've driven by the white house and spent some time in jail
Mama cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail
I
to breathe
An immigrant from heaven on earth with a word piece
I announce my self with gasps and screams
Before black and white supremacy, heighted my
The dolphins live in the open sea
And the gypsies live in the forest
While the owls and the crows and the sure foot does
Still live like those before
You want to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still