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throne
No armies at His side
Could this be the One?
A carpenter's son?
A man condemned to die?
But a lion roared
Deep inside thie Lamb
Inside this
and true
A man of God who did not fear the gods of men
He didn't fear the lion's den

Every age at every stage
Lions rage
Pray, stand your ground
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
Yesterday the circus left town in a suitcase
Rimmed with little key chain hearts
And they tore those giant tents down

Lions in the pouring rain
the cage
With the confidance of a clown
The little man who rises on the stage
As he falls without a safety net

We have the story of the impossible
But is there anyone beside me
Telling the tale of a life gone by
With a lion's share of greed and little pride
Pardon my hands for I can't feel
son I know you're disappointed but please try to understand
Your daddy's been awfuly busy because you see he's a very big railroad man
So you go
feller-
I think it's a shame and a sin
To 'ave our son et by a lion
And after we paid to come in."
The manager wanted no trouble;
He took out his purse
through my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
Powerful from life
I wanted
the South Coast is a wild coast and lonely 
You might win in a game at Jolon 
But a lion still rules the Barranca 
And a man there is always alone 

I
concrete eyeballs peeled

Surrounded by millions of people
That I hope I never have to meet
Searching for a sweet lady woman
To share a little body heat
son I know you're disappointed but please try to understand
Your daddy's been awfuly busy cause he's a big railroad man
So you go on to sleep now she
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
Once under starry heavens
A garden was planted
A wondrous work in the waste wilderness
Where lions walked in humility

Once the Sons Of Eternal Joy
By faith
Abraham refused to say, his life was done
By faith
When he was a hundred, Abe went and had a son

By faith
Moses snatched the Israelites
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
We've no rights left anymore.

Military science picking the locks
Of a 20th Century Pandora's box.

A father tells a son,
"The army makes a man
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
was young just 23
 Didn't have to go
 But it was the man he wanted to be
 Like every son he was an only one
 One day he came to me, said
 Freedoms
ov hell
Deflowered by the horns

And so I reversed the wheel ov my fortune
Strike blind the eye ov the lion
With every breath stolen from their
man died
The eldest felt this 
Opportunity to rise
While the one in the middle still cried
The little one held his father's staff HIGH
Cursed
(Grady and Hazel Cole)



Only a tramp was Lazarus that day,
He lay down by the rich man's gate.
He begged for crumbs from the rich man to eat
But