Lyrics:
try
(Dealing with the pressures of everyday life)
Gotta go the extra mile just can't throw in the towel
You would be so amazed by the things that I
fountain pen
Could put you on a plane by ten
And by the way, your next of kin
I know which house she's hiding in
So now that you know whose skin
on down that road
Well like a picture she was laying there
Moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She's gonna love me in
my shame and fetish
Got it in discretion for effect
For effect
Snatch my shame and I connect
Disconnect I'm a
I'm the wretch Maya
I've always
have all beautiful people
Brushed you on down?
And brushed you on down?
I saw the shame inside your addiction
Waitin' to see what was passed on by
On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross
The emblem of suff'ring and shame
And I love that old Cross where the dearest and best
For a world
by you
Now all I have to show for love are eyes of black and blue
So I'm gone where you will never find me
Gone where I can start again
Gonna
pain
{Mr Funkyman}
Look into my eyes hear my name (echo of chorus)
Mr funkyman show no shame (echo of chorus)
{Mr Funkyman}
Everybody walks like
is rise, let it rise
Can't you hear Him
He is calling us to come outside
Come outside
Paralyzed by hopeless shame
It's been a while since you've
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world
to hold you down
Someone who gon' lift you up
By the way
By the way
Don't call me
When you realize
That you missed out
On a good one
By the way
By
In theory we're the same
No great shame
Though we're poles apart
From here to here knows when
Can't understand
Why you think this way
Stood firm
faces still put the sun to shame
And by the way did she mention my name
Did she mention my name just in passing
And when the talk ran high did the look in
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
Suspicion is your name
Your honesty to blame
Put dignity to shame dishonor
Witch hunt modern day
Determining decay
The blatter and disarray
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
Suspicion is your name
Your honesty to blame
Put dignity to shame dishonor
Witch hunt modern day
Determining decay
The blatter and disarray
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
Look at the cars as they roll by
Benz, Ferraris, trucks up high
Beepers connecting players to big-time deals
With all of this technology who needs
could be one of these or so many many more
Always at the beck and call of shame
I'm thankful I was called by love
To walk among the happy
But if not for
clear and cloud
Brown baby brown baby
As years roll by i want you to walk
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
Ciągle nie dość dobry gdy wstaje dzień
Ciągle nie dość dobry gdy kładę się
Jakaś siła we mnie mi każe biec
Może to mój sposób by zatrzymać lęk
Ciągle
Momma I came from your love
It's only my hearts been broken
By you enough
Momma I came from your love
But you're just hurting me
Every time we talk
bright
When you find yo light
Keep yo mind in sight
Keep yo mind in the right
When freedom is in vain
All I feel is Pain
Hiding in the shame
Well, I need
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