Lyrics:
contemplating, is worth the pain of waiting
We'll only end up hating the child we may be creating
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, by society
Love
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
The year is 1971.
Now comes the first of the children of Roton
Lords of the Underground witness the birth of the funky child
Doitall hit 'em
of the Police.
Lee is the third child from her family; she loves soccer and wants to be a footballer, but the circle of her friends isn’t too good, she left home
evermore, because of Christmas Day.
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.
While shepherds watch their flock by night,
They see a bright
To take from me my precious wife
While leaving this alive
There is no reason for this life
Why does he even exist
And if he had never been born
This shit for the founders
New born kings
Not the outta towners with the billboard schemes
Trust us, Cult Encounters a problem
Enough of tough luck,
When I heard the sound of thunder
On the day that I was born,
I was blinded by the lighting
An' baptised in the storm
My father started crying
know
Flash before my eyes, yeah, uh
And on my deathbed what will I say as I pray?
And reminisce of another day
I came from nothing, a child born in
style
And smoking by the pound
It's a jungle or a circus I see too many clowns
When they see you winning man all they do is frown
Drive around town
Girl
They were told by angel
This child would come
And he would fulfill his father's word
Be born of Mary
This holy one
Would truly be the savior
They were told by angel
This child would come
And he would fulfill his father's word
Be born of Mary
This holy one
Would truly be the savior
understand which part of me can be so goddamn unkind
I don't understand why I'm tired all the time
All I know is that last night I wanted to go to bed by
yea yea yea yea
Glory to God
Glory to God I’m like a child again
Born of the spirit and water and blood
Freedom at last I’m no longer a slave
Yes
I am born of love
A child of God
Standing here without a spot
For I was saved by grace
That blessed day, you gave your life for me
Then you've
There'll be one child born
In this world to carry on, to carry on
Give me my freedom for as long as I be
All I ask of the living is to have no chains
There'll be one child born
In this world to carry on, to carry on
Give me my freedom for as long as I be
All I ask of the living is to have no chains
except for a little bit of turkey
I was born to be mild, like the first McDonalds child
Born to be king, of the really boring things
My life concecrated by
Reagan child,
Born to be king of the really boring things,
My heart controlled by the sheer outlook
My veins are pumping with the cash I took.
I can't
as time began
Placed the stars into the heavens
And breathed life into a man
It was this Child born of a virgin
Sent to reclaim humanity
Man's redeemer
child.....That's me
Friday's child.....Born a little ugly
Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by..oh
Friday's child.....Makes something look like nothing
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
have nothin' against religion
Believe in what you want even in Harry Potter fiction
Maybe its just an addiction
Maybe bible is a fiction
If livin' by
Christ
With a new song
A child is born in Bethlehem!
By angel Gabriel announced
Alleluia!
The virgin has conceived the Son
Alleluia!
With an exultant
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