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Saint Benedict, pray for us
Saint Francis and Saint Dominic, pray for us
Ora pro nobis. Ora pro nobis

Saint Francis Xavier, pray for us
Saint John

Francis and Saint Dominic, pray for us.
Saint Francis Xavier, pray for us.
Saint John Vianney, pray for us.
Saint Catherine of Siena, pray for us.
Saint

St. Cecilia, she been good to me
she always helps me find the melody
and old St. Francis, man he's the best
helped me get some things off my chest

I belong to a girl from Saint Francis
But, she makes me so sad
Yes, she's torn a hole in my pocket
There's no favoring that
Every morning, I wake

Walking in the woods in St. Francis,
We take another path
"Won't you tell me about him again?"
He was a saint, but first he was a man

He was sick

à côté du jus d'orange
Les coats sur les cintres trente-cinq c'est le compte
Si j'feel comme un saint mets ça dans ta pipe bruh
666, Francis, j'suis le

it's the head of this state on a plate

And Saint Francis, Zookeeper, minding the grave

Poor Jesus he just wanders round in that cage

Becoming all

Up the Loire, op la-la, 
Francis bravely goes. /x2
 
Beautiful ladies and enchanting glances soon, 
In the distant beautiful Saint-Nazaire. /x2
 
Up

Personal Journalist

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

(spoken)
Sage Francis...Personal Journalist, 1968 to 2001

(Verse 1)
He left with deep breaths in each chest that needs less innovating Cause
there

Constantine's Dream

Patti Smith

Banga [Deluxe Edition]

2012

In Arezzo I dreamed a dream
Of Saint Francis who kneeled and prayed
For the birds and the beasts and all humankind.
All through the night I felt

through a fading smile

And down beneath Saint Francis Hotel, we'll dream of what we could have been
'Round where our chances fell we'll find them once

the ground

Saint francis of assisi
I see my brothers and sisters they're paying the prices
Just too eat they need a license
Talking too wolves in the night

toating Ks so we counting niggas days
She say so no way you still in love
No bitch I'm trying fuck
If you friends with it too
Than bitch we gotta fuck
He

Go get a check 
Go get the cash 
Buy up some shit 
Louis slips
Prada cologne 
Saint Laurel 
Flex is so strong
Drippin a pond 
Ice on my tounge 
Ice

d'intrus
Fait pas le saint tous les soirs tu t'allume
T'es sous tamien, c'est t'as mère qui t'assume
200KM on aimes trop cette allure
On s'écarte de la ville

Saint Augustine in Hell

Sting

Ten Summoner's Tales

1993

the whore of Babylon 
Madonna and my mother all rolled into one 
You've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of wood 
Francis of Assisi could never be

Sin City

Malik Yusef

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

some say it's Atlantis
I went to Cannes with a tan bitch, Francis
She rode the broom on the beach, that's a sand witch
So I ate her like it, haters hate

We'll put Francis in the yard
Grow some ivy
Wrap our saint in flowers
I'll quit the band and take a job
Still write music
In our den for hours
In

kare Picture banri yaha pe john wick

Saint Francis bana mera bhai 
Di bohot seekh kaam nahi aayi 
Knowledge maukhik kaiko padhai 
Seekha nahi kuch

Falanga
Francis Ngannou tape les gens pour Vivre
Tout ça, c'est à cause de falanga
Eh Falanga, Eh Falanga
La kichta appelle la kichta
La moula appelle la

When we hit the store, we ball get crossed like Saint Francis
I tune out the city when I hot box exotic
Everything upgraded, I got fuel pumped by Holly

at Nobu
All of this time I didn’t know you
Old news
Old you

Yeah she’s not religious
Prays to Yves Saint Laurent
Spends her Sunday at church
Shopping Louis

dawned
As Simon Francis Daumont, the Sieur de Saint Lusson
Raised the cross of his religion as Vexilla Regis was sung
And 2000 natives wondered what was

Saint Francis came to my town
And visited the cemetery.
The dead got up and everything
Became one big cacaphony.
They all went down the social