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spare the inooncent
KILL THE MAN who'll kill in rage

Face the Evil mentor of this place
Dying but not praying for this slaughter to cease

(SOLO)
while she's sleeping
Friend don't let the good life pass you by

Man was made for loving not for buying go can't give you things we 
really need
Just
while she's sleeping
Friend don't let the good life pass you by
Man was made for loving not for buying 
Go can't give you things we really need
Just
sleeping
Friend don't let the good life pass you by
Man was made for loving not for buying go can't give you things we really need
Just look my friend
by proud Saxon and Tory
Where the soil is sanctified by the blood of each true man
Where they died satisfied that their enemies they
Wouldn't run
to help you up
Are you the man you thought you'd be by the time that you turned thrity three
Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun
Don't forget boy
burns down on me
I'm praying he'll take me away
So very much higher
Than the peaks above me
I open myself, my spirit is free

And I start to fly
be happy, a free man
But the hurting side of lonesome
Is what I didn't understand
And the lessons that I'm learning
Lord, I'm learning awful well
breath slowly ceases
Leave their mansion a free man
As they rest in pieces

[Repeat chorus]
In the town of Milton one
Brian Flannigan battered away till his money was spent
Then he hit a big one and felt like a man again, 
Bought a three
Combined and put together
By a disconnected man who missed the point
My life was just a promise that I uttered, then I broke it
And admitted as we all went
the motor running and parked by the door

Yeah, I was foolish and wild
She was classic and regal
We were fresh out of school
Both barely legal
We were
years tonight.

There's a man whose lost his wife
Said she'd be home by eight,
But that was well on three weeks ago
Now he's walking those banks
years tonight.

There's a man whose lost his wife
Said she'd be home by eight,
But that was well on three weeks ago
Now he's walking those banks
mindfields
You see an angel and she takes you by the hand
We're walking through mindfields
Her lips are moving like she's praying
We're walking through
sleeping
Just don't let the good life pass you by
Man was made for loving not for buying go can't give you things we really need
Just look my friend
downtown
The dry waller in your brand new house
Yeah I?m your Average Joe
I?m the guy that fixed your van
I?m the painter I?m your concrete man
Yeah I?m your
I waited so long, for you to come along,
Hoping and praying, my love would bear a son,
Now I see that love, it shines within your eyes.
We're
a privilege
Than the time comes for you to be your own man, and take on the World
And you did, but somewhere along the lines, you changed, you stopped being
the Son of God and Son of
Man
This little Child is changing all we know
By carrying the curse we bear, for everybody everywhere
And He would someday die
supreme

Is there death after birth
Is man doomed to peace on earth
Perversion now holds sway
Lust for death guides our way

Why are we free to choose?
When
setting me free
And you're still near me, baby

Smoke rising from an open field
Don't you know that the threat is real
From the top of Mount Kilimanjaro?
you up and slap you till your teeth are loose
I've seen the noose and will not get lynched by the industry
Nor will I have a A and R pimpin' me
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
You decide to keen your pride 
I ain't waiting ain't got no patience 
Raised by the Grove I ain't got an education 
24 7 shawty fuck a vacation