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and your hair's so free Can't you feel all the warmth of my sincerity You make motion when you cry You're making peoples lives feel less private Don't
(Help them. Help our children. Help them. Help our children) Will you let them be? (Help the children) Will you help the children live to see...
spells from the well I can tell you the bells Listen to my magic voice Learn the tune of children's toys You will be love and your love will live When I
While a husband lay dead? Shot down by a gun of a runaway train; Called life in the fast lane. It all ends the same. Well, the same children's lives
crime? Well he lives by that memory and falls from his mind And you know it's a lion's heart That will tumble and tear apart When he's coming down
the lion and wolf shall cease For everything that lives is holy For everything that lives is holy For everything that lives is holy For everything that
Hear the children cryin' But I know they cry not in vain Now the times are changin' Love has come to bloom again Smelling the air when spring
But the land was already claimed by a people When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways
coming When I kill her, I'll have her Die white girls, die white girls You'll get nothing for something Arise the hidden war of a dead song unsung
for the photograph It's hard to know if you should laugh or cry When you got broken children Shot in black and white Chasing wasted lives
Hear the children cryin', But I know they cry not in vain. Now the times are changin'; Love has come to bloom again. Smelling the air when
And forced us to live Behind their new border The four winds blow And bring new vision Where children laugh without fear The land will speak The people
are undead By the fullmoon's curse we are possessed Doomed to eternity We suffer we cry Bleeding endless floods When we conquer your lives With
your lives Tell me children, I am supreme device Tell me children, I will outlive your cries Tell me children, I'm whose voice never dies Minds
coming When I kill her, I'll have her Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name Die white girls, die white girls Dance upon the graves
by And the sadness there at times is so great I can't help but cry And thought it's reality it seems more like a dream That some of them have
Will their children cry When their mother dies And in the autumn of their lives Will they feel the same? [reversed lyrics 2:03-2:22]
"Wot, spend all our lives raisin' children To feed ruddy lions? Not me!"
desert you We know what we doin, we wise and we chillin We calculate against the continued cries of our children They may be cryin now but they won't be
and some of us let the last color cries ????? do the math, you can laugh when I die if life is just a fantasy life then could you live this fantasy life
I live in the cemetery 'Old Caretaker' they call me In the wintertime I rake the leaves And in the summer I cut the weeds When a funeral comes
I live in the cemetery ol' caretaker they call me In the wintertime I rake the leaves and in the summer I cut the weeds When a funeral comes
days Are coming by Once again I'll be wrong Because I'm black Such a vicious trial And I really don't know why Wo, wo, wohou When they living
invented to give sight By the white man We pledge allegiance All our lives To the magic colors Red, blue and white But we all must be given The liberty that
of the line, let it be done Step by step, the horseman will ride Beware as false God deceives Step by step when the white horse arrives Christ wields his