Lyrics:
Heaven waits in holy reverence
For the world to see
A baby in a lowly manger
Born to be a King
Shepherds wait in hopeless darkness
For the promised
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by
born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Yea
Ay ay ay
I don't need another reason
I'm changing on 'em like the season
In the studio with the newbie flow
and I stick to the beat adhesion
Ay
a mother laid her baby
In a manger for his bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus Christ her little child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Jose
Met the right girl and it sounds cliche
but we decided not to take it slow
I said why wait your my soulmate
Took her by the hand in the golden
Redeemer, your joy and delight.
He's born in a stable for you and for me
Draw near by the bright gleaming starlight to see
In swaddling clothes lying, so
and trembled
When lo, above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Savior's birth!
[Chorus]
Down in a lonely manger
The humble Christ was
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
Rang out the angels chorus
That hailed the Savior's birth
Down in a lowly manger
The humble Christ was born
And God sent us salvation
That blessed
to school, the master rules
Born in the church where the pastor rules (why?)
I embrace the task that give birth to tools
And keep the pressure on that turns
to school, the master rules
Born in the church where the pastor rules (why?)
I embrace the task that give birth to tools
And keep the pressure on that turns
Call out to Jesus truly repent
The Gift of the Spirit to be born again
We did not choose Him or make Him the Savior
Been on the Throne before the manger
of pain
Rise my wings of fortune
I am carried by the sound
Howling at the naked moon
I spread my words around - yeah
I do as good as I can
And I have
mother was lying in a manger cold
She couldn't be more than 17 years old
And a carpenter working with his hands
Just trying to help you
How could they
a love that doesn't bend,
And if there is eternity I'd love you there again.
Oh, can't you see that you were born to stand by my side
And I was born
Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not
And in case you forgot
I'm the kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing, of rock!!
I'm
Here we play music with our own sound
A lot of our friendship and music's been born
And bred right here in our backyard at the pickin' shed
Its
and it changed my life
I praise the Lord and His name is Christ
Whatever I do
I'm doing for him cause I'm born again
I done did some things in the
Past I
Yeah keys, keys, keys, keys
Look, could I get a little, uh
More volume in the foams? Yeah
I'm not apologizing for my
Blackness or my success
at Jungle City, a sound
Studio in Manhattan's Chelsea
Neighborhood when we
Walk in, Ocean leading the way, pharrell
Williams turns down the music and greets
mind
Don’t let your guilt to raise
Coz you’re not born to be wasted
Sing out your spleen
You’re infected by sorrow
So what cleans out
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