Lyrics:
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was
For my emotional stance
Only before you I go humble
I'm queen of provocation
I wake people up
Only before you I go humble
I go humble
I adore
counterfeits
But now I'm countin' this
Parmesan where my accountant lives
In fact, I'm downin' this
D'usse with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a diesel
In the air
In the air
The night was long
Now the crowd has gone
There's sunlight on my bed
Feels like a radiophonic
Workshop's
Beaming
For my emotional stance
Only before you I go humble
I'm queen of provocation
I wake people up
Only before you I go humble
I go humble
I adore
Here's where it all began
Here's where I heard that beat
Here's where I tapped that tap
With my natural rhythm feet
In my simple humble
counterfeits
But now I'm countin' this
Parmesan where my accountant lives
In fact, I'm downin' this
D'usse with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for
Mama's in the workshop
Daddy's in the jail
I seem to be afraid
To go to work and make their bail
I guess my folks will have
I'm chicken
and this is my stead,
So give it to me now I'm dead, and he did , said:
Cucumber Castle be ever so humble it's home.
Cucumber Castle be ever so
live to the half
I can die just a little less
When I start again
Back where I began
Welcome to the workshop of mistakes
With my feigned smile on display
to
You humble me Lord
Humble me Lord
I'm on my knees empty
You humble me Lord
You humble me Lord
So please, please, please forgive me
Baby Teresa,
humble me lord
Humble me lord
I'm on my knees empty
You humble me lord
You humble me lord
So please please please forgive me
Baby Teresa, she's got
On the top shelf in the closet
In the workshop where he spent his extra time
Was a dusty wooden box that I had never noticed 'til that night
Then
wide
I could cross the burning desert
If I had you by my side
I could be a king, dear, uncrowned
Humble or poor, rich or renowned
There is nothin'
Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em
Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good gentile girls and the good gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em
wide
I could cross the burning desert
If I had you by my side
I could be a king, dear, uncrowned
Humble or poor, rich or renowned
There is nothin'
to ask
Just kept hitting my head on the glass
I was so nice 'til I woke up
I was polite 'til I spoke up
I'm on a humble quest
And damn I do my best
humble adoration
And there proclaim my God how great thou art
Then sings my soul my savior God to thee
How great thou art (how great thou art)
How
Pass me not oh gentle Saviour hear my humble cry
While all others now are calling do not pass me by
Saviour Saviour hear my humble cry
While all
Ah, humble African
I'm on this land, I trouble no one
My desire is to make no problem with no one
Non-interference, non-political
No matter
Pass me not oh gentle Saviour hear my humble cry
While all others now are calling do not pass me by
Saviour Saviour hear my humble cry
While all
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