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In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade And all
and a knock and a knock And, yo, we make the dumb haffi noise We make the dunce haffi wiser From dem fuck around mi link, me dark A gun shot fi life Di
to hide I no longer want to sleep without you by my side I'm gonna stand forever still And fade into the night And though it isn't right It makes me wonder
Stressful week didn't rest a bit anxieties I wrestle with Antidepressants downed by the handful but the pills didn't lessen it How I feel ill spirit
get little noise made in here for my Mother? Three boys by herself. Beat hunger, Carcinoma. Some noise made here for my Father? Brought his chin up,
Sunday... man I can't believe it... Another week just came and flew right on by This new week won't be any easier I got a lot to deal with... I don't
That's the kind of noise I hate When I'm trying to make some shit from wood that I found down by the lake I get it, it's fun But you boys just aren't that
friend Trust we will not offend Which we'd never intend By suggesting we spend Oh, spend This magnificent Sunday Oh, Sunday With you
Out in the country, Far from all the soot and noise of the city, There's a village green. It's been a long time Since I last set eyes
makin' a lotta noise Just by playin' in the pinky zone Entertained me and turned me on Until i became a real Don All i wanna do is make a lotta noise All
No rain clouds No self doubt Not stressed out On a Sunday morning Chilled out by the lakeside Only good vibes On a Sunday morning Aye, It's Sunday
SUNDAY MORNING Words and Music by Margo Guryan Sunday morning Sun shining from your eyes Sleepy face Smiling into mine Sunday
I was raised up Sunday in a little white church By Amazing Grace I learned the word Yeah, I know where I'm going when I leave this place But until
I can't seem to make it through Sunday I can't seem to make it through Sunday Monday through Saturday I get by just fine Every other day
I can't seem to make it through Sunday I can't seem to make it through Sunday Monday through Saturday I get by just fine Every other day
in my house There's too much noise in my house And I can't even sing to my mic Cause there's too much noise in my house Sunday morning I'm with you
Make some noise behind the barrier If you're standing behind the barrier And you came here to have a good time Make some noise Out
of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now it's one more day for progress And we can't slow down Cause more is best It's all an endless process I
just getting older, can't afford to sit and wait it out You're getting distracted, by all of the white noise, all of the white noise You're getting
Sunday through Monday Monday through Sunday Yeah yeah yeah Sunday through Monday Yeah I don't ever get a fucking fun day Sunday through Monday
Brrrring Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, beep, beep, beep Countin' up on Sundays I'm the money pastor (woah) I'm the money pastor (yuh) I'm the money
Really swing and shake your pretty thing Yeah, the party's out of sight Sunday morning in Harlem Everybody's all dressed up Oh now, heathen folks Getting
Words and Music by Margo Guryan Sunday morning Sun shining from your eyes Sleepy face Smiling into mine Sunday morning Lots of time
down He tells me in his bedroom voice C'mon honey, let's go make some noise It's just another manic Monday I wish it was Sunday 'Cause that's my fun
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