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CHORUS
Commacausee blinded by the show lights Paparazzi they know I'm a gold mine
EveryBody know me where I go why You suicidal, hanging wit the low

I'm so galore
MJ, I'm thrilla for it
And the frequency is on overload
Top to bottom auras chrome and gold
I know you feel it so let me know
Beat

the rings
But see nothing's for the image, I don't care what you think
I just like my karats full of gold like my streets
I think heaven's where you make it,

oft disturbed
See these rhymes like a taxi, my way off the curb
National scenes blurred, my stray words should serve
Run no pedal tracks free like gold

million hearts
One simple song

By the time we got to Boston
We were learning how to fly
And we got to write our story
All across the endless sky

Everybody

and you'll throw up what you had for dinner
I got a mink made of gold and some platinum slippers
So everywhere I go these hoes ask for pictures
I'm the one

age you tonight

So if it's still early days
Why do I feel fazed
By a crack in the sky?
And time edging right along
A calendar of song
A vapor

Direction taken by Love's camel
That'is my religion and my faith
Come on

Na mokili Nzabe a sala biloko na bisso mabalé na mibalé oh
Muasi na mobali moyi na

I'm a victim of an old regime.
I was promised gold by a silver screen.
I can't continue, I'm running on fumes.
I'm done with the drugs.
I'm sick

She's the girl I adore, the choice of my heart
And her skin shines like silver in every part

""If I were the master of ten thousand pounds
In gold or in

that's red
That sugar cane and that ice
That fake and sugary blue
The taste of liquid that's nice
That gold chain necklace and hoop
That messy bun

bought and sold
By the man with the plan and the corporate gold
And we already know that the story can change
At the roll of a dice, reality rearranges

I hope that Easter magic never dies

I remember Easter 
Watching rain clouds turn to sun
Both of us enraptured by a kiss
And like a page from

Marlboro Gold ist auf Inhalation
Rap oder Haram, für immer Million
Frieden im Hayat ist endlos Mission
Flow' für den Bolzer im Benzo-Trikot
Haute

flew by
I was knockin' on doors of the gold-gated mansions
Slipping on silk and champagne
Nobody knew what the right thing to do was
So two wild

Graveyards overflow full of broken bones, forgotten stones
Sentenced to death by the ghosts of those that once drew breath
A torn and tattered veil

the seas with the red gold green
Now Im a black star caught in between
Intergalactic star it seems
Chris says knowledge reigns supreme
But we were raised

These words were composed by Spencer the Rover
Who had travelled most parts of Great Britain and Wales.
He had been so reduced which caused great

The blue sky lightin' up the red dirt by sea
Playing Back in Black in an outback pub
Gonna tie one on in the diesel and dust
You can feel that heat arisin'

a book by its cover
And all that glitters is not gold, so I'm told
Will I retain my love once the beauty's gone?
Who will lead me to the heart of the sun?

Lock to do squats
Land owner, grand folder, gold Land Rover
Grown man dinner, lamb shoulder
Dice shaker, late night capers, life takers
Serve up base

I'm at my birthday party by myself
I only got one card up on the shelf, from my mama
I made myself a cake with sweet ice cream
Got strawberries in

mind

And you were tainted by my obsession
And you were fearful of my love
And you were blamed for the possession
But now I feel your weight in gold

Revival

Robin Mark

The Best of Revival Worship: Platinum Series

2006

the way of the Lord

Sure as gold is precious and the honey sweet
So you love this city and you love these streets
Every child out playing by their own