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You better pray boy, pray
Gotta get down on your knees

Old Sonnier got a shotgun
Mad as he could be
Gon' to shoot young Queenie
The girl would
by the cracks 
Fallen so far down 
Like the rest of those clowns begging bus fare back 

Swallowed by the cracks
Our pride worn down talking times
still young...'cause, 'fo y'all knows it, he be reachin' adulthood and marry some bitch name rhonda ...'n, by dat time, he gwine become what dey call
a cause
Time to pay, time to pay

When there's nothing left to buy, it's only love that gets you high
When you need to have that feeling once again
you're with me 
And tears say enough, then the song prays for love 
Young hearts forever 
Don't wait one moment this time 

Love is forever (with
mates are doing time
Married with three kids up by the ring road
Sold their souls straight down the line

And some of them own little sports cars
Back in the day he was outta control
Need another standoff but his music ate y'all
That's when me and fat Steve got that handle of beam
Drank that
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
Usher: Lead vocals; backing vocals
Jonathan Gallivan: Electric guitars; acoustic guitars
Kevin Young: Electric piano; keys; backing vocals
Steve Zsirai:
And prays that he always will.
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
All of his mates are doing time:
Married with three kids up by
the people cry and pray 
They bury their dead and they all go away 
But through their grief I still can see their hate and greed and jealousy 
So here I

She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans 
She's innocent and young from a family of means 
I have stood many times outside her
to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
and prays that
The people cry and pray
They bury their dead
Then they all go away

And here I work
And I somehow hide
From a world that rushes
By outside

But each
They were forged by fire
Hard times you get beyond
Gives you an unbreakable bond
Forged by fire
When you pray to god, bet the odds
And walk
When You Find Out Who You Are Lyrics
It's of a strange and furious time
When men did speed to pray
Along the road of discontent to gods of gold
walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young, from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
the little y'all the youth coming up 
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums 
KnowhatI'msayin son? 
Yo son 
Of the young Shaolin Monks,
United we stand
All intention is clear
Enraged by injustice
No longer blinded by fear

Young blood within us
Tired of wasting time
We will
My time has come

I was chosen by heaven
Say my name when you pray
To the skies
See Carolus rise
With the lord my protector
Make them bow to my
Went to the well and made a wish
Pray to God I stay around
Tigallo love to throw his weight around
On the same scale they weigh the fish
Alright stop, wait, cause I'm confused
By the things that you say and the things that you do
You think I'm dumb, I think I'm young
I've learned from
Annabell sits at her window
Gazing at the autumn sky
Prays that christ will come and save her soul
Drifting out into the garden
Holding close
We pray for souls in Kentish Town.
A delicate hush  the gods, floating by
Wishing us well, pie in the sky.
God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is
prepared for the world and be thankful of the time that I get
To be young on the run
Don't be eager to be grown, have some fun
You'll look back when you