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Peace, love & good music


Lyrics by Hamlet Jensen
MARTIN - Gesang: 

IN MEMORY OF ABIE NATHAN 

IN MEMORY OF THE  VOICE OF PEACE

a customer
They'll keep feeding us our sleepy
Juice
By turning on 24 coverage of the news
And telling us two different stories
And two different views
I'm here

without the skateboard
My life on the detour
I just want court ya wife right by the seashore
Stop with all that coon shit, get it out your pores
That's what

it
Searching for the answers like I cannot find the exit, in the tomb
Getting consumed, by my thoughts
Find me in the bottle talking to the Joan

up the celery, this the elegy for everything I left at sea
Cant fit in the Ark, Modern day Bonaparte
Clashing with a Joan of Arc, rip the home apart
I

view I look from beyond the stars
Deeper meditation higher glory in these bars
Joan of ark was burnt at the stake for raising arm
Freeing up of English

the fuck, nigger no
I don't care what your name is, just put on yo clothes
Hold on, did this bitch just say nigger? Woah
I'm like hold on Joan just slow your

Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers






Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance

tym filmie Paul
A chciałbyś ze mną tu na linie grać
To elitarna rozgrywka jak bejsbolowa drużyna
Rap To mnie kręci #Melissa Joan Hart
Ikona tak jak

Used all nine lives by the time I turned five, took jagged little pills just to try to stay alive
Runnin' with the devil never made me wanna cry

love you nevertheless

Lose me in your pockets
Labyrinth of sonnets never read
By anyone but me
As I binge read constantly your dreams

Reading Joan

The streets where I lay
Beats I got on replay
The box that I live in is owned by some
Elderly but I can't fabricate where we stay
Eating some leftover bones

Nations for treasons and
Conquer their regions
Smash in their kingdoms and
Stomp on their leaders
Four figures of killers that's
Haunted by demons
Attacked

against the floor
Reaches deep into our core.

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

ground ever to keep its secrets deep
And hold the hoard that lies therein
Until a new age comes springing in

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

in the dark.
People here are going wild,
Swinging closer in the night.

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

touch.

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

‘Twill be no more.

So why does the wind
Still bring back your name?
Why does your taste
Come back this way?

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

O’er the sea, to meet the moon and valleys free,
In Ever-eve! Harken me, oh Queen to us that wander
Here, in this land beneath the trees!

Words by Joan

Marie, carry me, away, where my dreams ever last.

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

sweat beneath him
He burns them out
Another Joan of Arc goes down in vain
Tempted by the fear and the pain

So fly Firefly
Show me your tricks in flames

and he owes me money! 

Do you know Joan? 
She's a bank teller 
She gets it on with this husky feller 
I seen them the other day down by the YMCc 
They

88 Lines About 44 Women

The Nails

Corpus Christi

Zilla was an archetype
The voodoo queen, the queen of wrath
Joan thought men were second best
To masturbating in a bath
Sherry was a feminist
She

And did Jesus ever get detention?

I wonder if Caesar ever did his sums
And if Joan of Arc ever slip and slice her thumb
Chopping onions in double home