Lyrics:
the chorus
Never alone, flanked by our own
It's like these words were written for us
We'll sing along to every song, we'll scream the chorus
Never alone,
Lord, my heart's not vain
Nor my eyes unchanged by season
Lord, hear my voice a servant in your choir
I've no choice to sing
Sing, sing, sing for all
sing my song
I drag a b****
By her weave
For looking at me wrong
(Wrong)
If I'm not wearing panties
Then I'm in a thong
(Thong)
He f**k good
Hit
you pull my heart
I'll let you call me your guitar
Cross my heart
And Sing my song
Sit back and wait on your reply
Girl The love I got for you
Made
I’ll Sing my soul
Till the angels Wey Dey heaven
Go Dey sing my song
Dem go sing my song
I Will sing my soul
Till the angels Wey Dey heaven
God Dey
aint dented
All scratched smashed rotten scented
Fuck a bitch wanna say sing song for me
Fuck a bitch wanna say sing a song for me
Snacks on snacks
like you do do do
On one
Can do the thing you do do do
The things you do makes me wanna do
Write and sing a song for you
The things you do make's me
in my hair
It sings my song
To be a wanderer
To be a wanderer and to go home
For a million years
Tears were shed
Memories were layered softly
a file?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while
And children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing, "I'm in love, what's
hear
Could it be Lord, chosen me because
I'd be nothing
If I couldn't sing my song
By the way may I say thank you
For the love you've shown
All
kind of woman don't deal with fools, no
Sing a song for the simple woman
Sing a song for 'em all
Sing a song for the simple man, yeah
Sing a song for us
again
Or still lie in lonely graves
Your songs tried to change their ways
So they could wear flowers in their hair
I heard you sing a song for
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
Writing songs for other people
I had jobs, too eleven jobs
I worked at Kinko's, Fatburger
Subway I was a sandwich artist and I
Was a claims processor
Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song
Bang my chest like my name King Kong
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu,
Sing a new song, a new song, to Jesus
Sing a new song, a new song, to Jesus
By the Spirit we're born and made new
By the Spirit we worship in truth
the angels sing
c beautiful song ooh
I can hear the angels sing
I can hear the birds echo
I can hear the angels sing
c beautiful song ooh
Heaven and earth are
He used to sing all of these songs
For just about ev'ryone
He used to be the shining star
In every karaoke bar
The Karaoke King is dead, the Karaoke
Now, won't you sing me one last song before you go
I would like something to remember you by when I'm on my own
Sing your song, you play along when
Let us face ourselves for Afrika
Na de matter of Afrika
This part-ee of my song
Na all the problems of this world
In we dey carry, for Afrika
Wey no
reconciled by love
And this is the new song we sing
To the King of Heaven
This is the new song we bring
After all you've given
And we stand before You
pillow from a stone
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song
square waiting
Waiting for the people to come
Oh come on
Come on
Everybody
Everybody
Sing it
Sing it
Come on
Come on
Everybody, everybody, sing
My love for you
It's in the things I do and say
And if I want to live I gotta
Die to myself someday
Papa sing my sing my sing my song
Papa sing
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