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The Mississippi Mass Choir (The Mississippi Mass Choir) · The Mississippi Mass Choir (The Mississippi Mass Choir) · Mormon Tabernacle Choir and the Vienna Boy's Choir (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · Mass Choir Gospel (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Mass Choir Gospel, Vol. 2 (New Jersey Mass Choir of the GMWA) · Best of the Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Best of Joe Pace & the Colorado Mass Choir (Joe Pace & the Colorado Mass Choir) · Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir Superset [Light] (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Inside In/Inside Out [Japan Bonus Tracks] (The Kooks) · Inside In/Inside Out (The Kooks) – and 90 other albums »


mass fall of imperium

Immense columns holding up the heavens
Collapsing from the might of the choirs below
Burrowing hallucination from the infested
Mass hallucination baby
Ill education baby
Want to reconnect with your elations
This is your station baby

Look inside these walls and you see them
shone in the east and what a dream it was 
In London Town I walked around Piccadilly Circus 

A mass of people movin' here and there I wandered where
since I'd hardly stopped 
And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that I took the Bible out 
And as I flipped the pages I saw these words and I
The day rolls in, the night rolls out
Desire rules without a doubt 
The heart beats fast, you salivate 
And when you come, it won't be late 
I
Sister Victoria
Stepped in from the freezing cold
No candles would light at Evening Mass

The days passed by without a sigh
But dusk came thick with
a sunburn
Wakes me up from a deep sleep

I parked on the street out in front of St. Mary's
I watched people leave, from the mass in the evening
With my
stopped runnin'
My feets was tired anyhow
So I reached in my inside pocket
And got my harp out
Sit down by old beat up railroad train
And get me get
the same
Just another number
Cross it out
Whenever you don't behave

Someone got the doctor
He knows what to do
Throw some bones and mumble
[Chorus]
Mass hallucination baby
Ill education baby
Want to reconnect with your elations
This is your station baby

Look inside these walls
You got the prestige status
You've got the majority mass
Plus you've got a blender by general motors
And a tonka toy dump truck up your ass

You'll
Sunday morn, at the priest's own require
Bob went for to play with the flutes in the choir.

He went for to play with the flutes in the mass
But
and shiver inside when planets collide
lifetimes slip by in these circles

circles, days bleed into one grey mass
as distinction is blurred,words are all
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain

Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain

Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
Sunday morn, at the priest's own require
Bob went for to play with the flutes in the choir.

He went for to play with the flutes in the mass
But
Leave... don't try.
They die to get inside.
A falling out, between you and your pride.
No... don't go.

There's something you should know.
This
way

Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Growing deep within my head
Softly dying, its soul is shed
Eating me all up inside
This cancer finds
down
There's an Asian influenza 
Infecting us all by the scores
And it's turning into pneumonia 
We must go out once more 
There's a fool moon
It's four in the morning
And she’ll be gone by five
She's got me tangled in sheets
And all tangled up inside
I can feel her heart racing
Like
to the ground
But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down
*chorus*

The killer waited by his home hidden by the night
As evers stepped out
own desire
He went with that old flute to play in the choir.
He went with that old flute for to play for the Mass, 
But the instrument shivered
took to bring him down
*chorus*

The killer waited by his home hidden by the night
As Evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight
he slowly
desire
He went with that old flute to play in the choir.
He went with that old flute for to play for the Mass,
But the instrument shivered and sighed,
the blues
[ guitar ]
I strolled beside that muddy Mississippi and as the evening sun sank low
That naggin' deep inside said jump boy but the longin' in my