Lyrics:
best-selling paper backs chosen at random
No sign of sales-persons to whom I might hand them.
Black Sunday falls one day too soon.
And down at the airport
best-selling paperbacks chosen at random
No sign of sales persons to whom I might hand them
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
And down at the airport are
Afghanistan
Soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon
Oh, but I can hardly wait for Jesus to return
For His returning my heart of yearn
I was asked this question
When August winds are turning
The fishing boats set out upon the sea
I watch 'til they sail out of sight
The winter follows soon
I watch them
to the town to sell it.
He stood in the middle of the street
and shouted
Golden eggs are for sale
golden egg is for sale here now
La la la la la
Aaha....Ha
What
to leave your womb
And it was soon going to be my tomb
I wanted to take you with me but you pleaded
In between the screams of you pushing I could hear your
should fail
Like dogs they should beg
While listen to your tale
I burned this bridge and I lost the ash
My soul is not for sale
I burned this bridge and I
returning
Dawn will soon be breaking, the day has just begun,
You put your arms around me like a circle round the sun,
You dance across the seasons,
Nope
Bro is returning to lobby (He left)
Yup (He left)
Nope
I'm not playing (He raged quit)
If you guys are gonna team, I'm not playing bro
Okay we'll
Returning to my old self
Left a man hiding inside when you met me
He's flying be your ceiling
Look up one day baby you're gonna see
Gonna see what I
dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
The vision of a kingdom one that slowly is
walk in
Listen up when you hear God talkin'
This ain't no joke
This ain't no game man
This ain't April Fools
Gods coming soon to a city near you
Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let
You keep on moving
Far away far away
You keep on moving
Far away far away
Everyday wheels are turning
And the cry still returning
Dawn will
good for the cash
The electrical items I know they are not gonna work
I'm surrounded by video cassettes going berserk
I'm at a jumble sale
Yeah
Well
the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back
Yah
Yah yah
Who got that heat baby
Got That Heat For Sale
Got that heat
Got That Heat for sale
Got that heat yah yah
Got That Heat For Sale
Got That
do
The stairs are alarmingly shaky
And the carpet threadbare and worn
Fence needs mending
Garden needs tending
How soon it's become overgrown
the home fires burning for soon I'll be returning
So long ole pal, so long
So long pal, it's time to say good-bye
So long gal, there's a tear from your
and mercy, join with love to crown Thee
Savior of sinners, soon returning King
You are Lord, You are Lord
You reign eternally
You are Lord God Almighty
I'm coming down again, across the yellow room
Our lives are disconnected much too soon
I understand that I'm not the one you need
But we're tied
the light and dark that sit’s inside you/
We are born to be free/
No master no slave no god/
No master no slave no god no more/
What would you do if your god
As his place of birth and his tomb soon will be one
The gates of Hell are finally open X2
Getting drawn to the filth and misery
Falling into the void
nigga
Had to break away from people
They’re returning for a sequel
Had to cut the shit ,it was lethal
I’m a champion, flying like an Eagle
Trying
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