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times when things were dark
And I've been known to miss the mark
But someone fixed my aim!

Sometimes I'm a man of God
Sometimes I'm alright
Whose frightened tears would free us all from fear

The marks of death that God chose never to erase
The wounds of loves eternal war
When the kingdom
Good people all, this Christmas time
Consider well and bear in mind
What our good God for us has done
In sending his beloved son
With Mary holy
When all the world is one
And as we mark the old year's passing
Strangers greet
On every street
And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere
There's
she pleaded he'll be your step in the rock
When one of the drinkers said to her (why I don't believe in your God)

The silence that followed was awful
ain't coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - again
Well, maybe next year --
Or -- when

Mark
December 24th, ten PM eastern standard time
I can't
Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

Come closer don't be shy
ain't coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - again
Well, maybe next year --
Or -- when

Mark
December 24th, ten PM eastern standard time
I can't
And as God's angel had foretold,
They did our saviour Christ behold.
Within a manger he was laid,
And by his side the virgin maid,
Attending on the Lord
ain't coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - again
Well, maybe next year --
Or -- when

Mark
December 24th, ten PM eastern standard time
I can't
And oh my god I like her"
"Yeah, I heard you like her
Baby, I thought that we had something
Compared to him I'm next to nothing
Oh my god I like her"
coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - Again
Well, maybe next year -- or -- when
MARK
December 24th, Ten P.M. Eastern Standard Time
I can't believe
the sex
I was blessed, but couldn't feel it like when I was caressed
I'd spend nights clutching my breasts overwhelmed by god's test
I was god's best
clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God's test 
I was God's best contemplating death with a Gillette 
But no man is ever worth the paradise manifest
coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - Again
Well, maybe next year -- or -- when
MARK
December 24th, Ten P.M. Eastern Standard Time
I can't believe
every town,
By God, but it brings me to tears.
When I got home, I found just a flower on the mound
Where it shamed the green grasses of spring.
It grew
gave myself to God
There was a pregnant pause before he said okay
Now I spend my days turning tables round in Marks
time
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?

Thank God this ain't Monopoly
You'd make us all go back to start

Race
In the space I mark
Redemption of man by God
Blood redemption, blood redemption
Redemption of man by God
Blood redemption, blood redemption

Shed kill shed their blood
I was blinded by bright lights
lost in the darkness
And sin kept my life in a whirl
Lust, greed and money and sensual pleasures
Mark
Matthews Mark Luke and John and Revelations line at a time
It lasted four hours but not one left their seat
God's power had been given and delivered by
nothing compared to the
Wealth I obtain
And the spirit of god can expand
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Cause at 5 o'clock, they take me
You know, when the wind is high,
And the storm gods race,
And I'll be snugged up
By my fire-place.

Maybe feeding my little dog,
Or playing with my
Johnny Cochran
when he compared Mark Fuhrman to that old German
listen Herman Munster was a gangsta
S.F.P.D. shield on his clothes gave up the answer