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I want to scream 
I want to jump for joy and I want everyone to know 
I want to scream 
I want to jump for joy, I gotta let the whole world know
wars
Evangelist so corrupt, arm out, palm up

Jump for joy, oh, jump for joy
Worlds end
Jump for joy, oh, jump for joy
Worlds end

All the oil that you
this was pure joy the way they laughed and played,
Skipping and a-dancing through the ocean waves,
It was pure joy for all to see,
So why can't we,
they're gonna' make you sorry gonna' make you cry
If you don't jump, jump, jump, into the seat by and by.

Well, you jump for joy and happiness,
You
seen you bow your head in prayer
Or jump for joy and let your laughter fill the air
And yet I love you, sight unseen
For my heart has seen what I've
You're the one
We jump for joy whenever
Oh so jolly
Ol' Saint Nicholas passes by
Spreadin' spirit with a twinklin' eye

Ol' Saint Nicholas
girls and for boys
I fell like I'm flying
When I jump for Joy
I'm jumping for Joi
When I'm jumping
Jumping for Joi
Jump for Joi Ah ha uh

Always
momma
Said "Ooh, what a boy,
He gonna make so many women,
Jump and shout for joy"

Y'know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
And I'm
just for me
Shake your money maker
Why don't you let yourself be free

Every time I see her dancing
Makes me want to jump with joy
The way she
Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
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on a Friday livin on tha edge,
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads.
It's seems like we all are waitin,
For a drive by playin tag wit satan.
But we chillin yeah we
fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all that fuck boy rap
This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that
See, my joy lies in the son and you
to a town called Paradise
Down where we can be free
We're gonna drink that wine
We're gonna jump for joy
In a town called Paradise

We're going up
on the beach to a calypso beat
The happy mullet jumps for the pure joy of being alive

If you can't stop in, least smile as you go by
If you can't stop in,
When the nighttime comes fallin' down I jump in my pickup and head out of town
I ride on out to the country and call up my sweet honey
And we'll
Gypsy woman told my momma 
Said "Ooh, what a boy
he gonna make so many women
jump and shout for joy" 

You know I'm here 
Everybody knows I'm here
life turns around

Come on we're free to breakaway (oh boy you jump for joy)
Now won't you come on (when you breakaway)
You're free to breakaways
and jump at the chance
Don't harass yourself, screw for deliverance

Abuse
dragged all her friends inside
Was a melody she lifted by the wall
Jogged through the memories traded for the hollow pillow
Innocent Christians no joy
Ayo Earv,
Fuck is wrong with these niggas man?
Talkin' 'bout I ain't a fuckin' MC,
I've been at this shit for seven years nigga,
Eight times
I'm just a space cowboy 
A vintage light-year jump-ship is my 
pride and joy
I'm still slinging that old six-string 
I found in a time capsule
happy day
As my life turns around

Come on we're free to breakaway
(Oh boy you jump for joy)
Now won't you come on
(When you breakaway)
You're free
happy day
As my life turns around

Come on we're free to breakaway
(Oh boy you jump for joy)
Now won't you come on
(When you breakaway)
You're free
in the party women jump for joy
But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon' jump the boy
for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
I'm a star