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have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will.  Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp

and daughters enjoy living (live your life)

(Hook)

Lord Have Mercy, Father Help us All

Lord Have Mercy, Father Help us All

Lord Have Mercy, Father Help us All

still
Light my path with fires, war drums I can feel
Through the mountains, to the horizons far
Into the heavens I will live through all eternity
Fathers

on some, "Stay solid" shit, used to make play by the colleges
JP brought Mason Turner, our sense the road was a major earner
Nigga, my life full

Brothers in arms we were in countless wars
Never forgotten shall be our fearless battle roars

I have entered my father's hall
Where my destiny lies
I have

defeat
My Father's my protector He shields and comfort me He go to war for me
I got the Victory
You can live your life for Christ you just got to choose

My rugged cross and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears
Thirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier
It's a war outside, it's a war outside

and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears
Thirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier
It's a war outside, it's a war outside (Jesus)
It's like

seemed like lightyears (Lord)
My rugged cross and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears
Thirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier
It's a war

cross and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears
Thirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier
It's a war outside, it's a war outside (Jesus)

Why Why Why

RZA

The Saga Continues

2017

of a bus, a hundred of us
Life in America shouldn't be so tough
We got western civilization got me fighting for my civil rights
After fighting scores

that's a criminal graduatin' in civil law
Nothin' ain't civil 'bout this Civil War
Grip a four, Gryffindor, this'll have you lyin' on your chest
I've

the country
Had faced worse things in it's past
Periods such
As the Civil War what had brought us out
Of such moments was our pioneer spirit
Our determination

Our president's brains
Splattered all over Texas times have not
Become more violent they have
Just become more
Televised does anyone think the Civil
War

memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad

Depot Street

Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers

Playback

1995

I live on the west side, by the county reservoir
And she lives down on depot street, behind the city hall
Behind the city hall

Her father's name

How many
How Many
How many
How Many
How Many
How many people lost their lives
How many people gotta go
How many how many
How many mothers gotta cry

angelicus)

UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.

FATHER BILL:
By

Born into competition
With a feeling that something's missing
Bred in a corn addiction
With a synthetic composition
On the brink of a civil war

Buttons from a uniform
A cartridge from the war
Letters to my mother hidden in a drawer

All around me empty space
Never filled by a father's face
In

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

The Best of Arlo Guthrie

1977

And they all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the 
Bench talkin' about crime, mother-stabbin', father-rapin', all kinds 
Of groovy

chains right into the enemies hand
They passed it off as a civil war
Guerilla warfare leavin the peoples hearts empty and poor
Freedom fighters

the Commandments like people who don't live in Hell
Honor Thy Father and Mother doesn't apply to their murderers at all
Their murderers have no standing in the Ten

see my brother it ain't hard at all
Just make sure you answer when your father calls

I feel my spirit getting stronger 
Imma live forever
Imma live