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That would be saved. And all the high-born ladies So lovely and so true, Have been handed to the soldiers When in Rome do as the Romans do.
keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where's the Trojans? Baby, we living in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished, I'm
has been thrown Contempt for the Christian reign The poison seed now sewn And if by chance all is lost Cut down by Roman steel We'll suffer not
King-size, we were crushin' Trouble by the dozen Stakes have never been higher Come back when you're younger 'Cause I can feel the thunder 1-800-GUITAR Ooooh
We greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation! The trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to our step
And Damned out loud, He, can you tell me how does it feel? Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, Doing anything that you don't have to? Well
a fact of life, now man and wife Work full time to just get by And when we're home all It's gonna be is me and you But when in Rome, do as the Romans
In many a time, in many a land, With many a gun in many a hand, They came by the night, they came by the day, Came with their guns to take us away
Words and music by Bob Hartman Based on Hebrews 6:1a, Romans 1:17, Philippians 1:6 We're content to pitch our tent When the glory's evident Seldom
goes like this, we have no choice. The minarets, the wailing voice, And vaguely Celtic music fills the air. We choose a foreigner to hate, The new
please, if I can have Your attention, thank you As you know, for some weeks there have been rumours of my Imminent retirement. I can now tell you that these
inside your smile And I thought we came Too close to the ground The zeppelin failed to push you away The greco roman doors have been opened
her own That I cannot discover But she knows I love her so When I tuck her 'neath the covers Father, daughter Down by the water Shells sink,
As they say in Latin (I came, I saw, I conquered) Down by the shores of sunny Italy In our little rendezvous We kissed and then we kissed
together We're safe and sound The world's just inside out and upside down Flash from Mexico, the tornadoes have all turned gay Roman whores have quit
anywhere If I could be anywhere If I could be anywhere and change thing, it would have to be now They say nothing lasts forever, That all the plastic
You know this language that we speak, Is part German, Latin and part Greek Celtic and Arabic all in a heap, Well amended by the people in
what are we here for? Have we learned a single thing? What are we here for? Have we been through everything, Or must we stay until we get it right?
You know this language that we speak, is part German , Latin and part Creek Celtic and Arabic all in a heap, well amended by the people in
the weak spots will show. I assume you understand that we have options on your time, And will ditch you in the harbour if we must: But if it all works
and me You see we are the reason That Jesus came to die We have been chosen To send forth his light So it doesn't matter If your worth is great
Uh, this is a song that came by way of request I haven't done this song since I was fifteen years old Oh, that's a long time ago Shoot
Sometimes the Sky reminds me And if you think that's wild There's my dream of Egypt And the color of the Nile You're a Roman Soldier It's small world
the storm Sometimes the Sky reminds me And if you think that's wild There's my dream of Egypt And the colour of the Nile You're a Roman Soilder It's
We've been sitting on the fence for far too long Why let him upset us? Caiaphas, let him be All those imbeciles will see He really doesn't matter