Lyrics:
to thank you
Many years of splendid service
Etcetera blah blah blah
You've been a perfect poppet
Yes that's right miss Jones, you've got it
It's
There are those who really see you
No matter what your trust may be
Even friend and near of kinry
Sometime turn their backs on me
Whoa, but
There are those who really see you
No matter what your trust may be
Even friend and near of kinry
Sometime turn their backs on me
Whoa, but
care...
...and necessary social services.
And the right to security in the event of unemployment, sickness, disability, widowhood, old age or other lack
cloudes of doubtfull constant faith,
Hir trust hir doubt, like raine and heat in Skies,
Gently thundring, she lightning to mine eies.
Sweet sommer
everything to her
She forgave me for everything, this a forever thing
Hate that I treat it like it's a whatever thing
Trust me, girl, this shit is
idle with you
'Cause I (want you)
Now baby when I'm riding here, I'm riding dirty
Registration is out of service
Smokin', lokin', drinkin' that
Norman Paperman at your service Meeting the kingpin, I'm slightly nervous / Pullman Mr. Paperman, I here to be your friend But there's just certain rules
And the fact of it is nobody gives any more.
It's the same throughout all history,
Nobody gives unless they receive,
And nobody trusts or is willing
When you're feeling sad and lonely there's a service I can render.
Tell the one who loves you only, I can be so warm and tender.
Call me, don't be
There are those who really see you
No matter what your trust may be
Even friend and near of kinry
Sometime turn their backs on me
Whoa, but
I will volunteer my services and launch an attack
On you fake educators with your yakety-yak
This is a fact, the teacher is here now in the flesh
anonymous till unemployment documents could deliver providence
Could deliver providence
And let's speak the truth, you know that remains priceless
I don't
told me that I can be free
If I can put my trust in him I thought it's gonna be easy
Devil try telling me lies "you've got time"
No, I spend all day in
are many dangers that we all must face
If we die still fighting it is no disgrace
Cowards in the service will not find a place
Eep on the firing line
the soldiers as the Chaplain
And this is the story of but one of the many and many thousands
Who gave his life in the service of his God and his country
supposed to do right?
Drugs in the desert?
i'm fucked
not a rich kid
got no money in the bank
no allowance
So what
unemployment
got no trust fund from my
(Hello)
If you're feeling sad and lonely
There's no service I can render
(How did you get my number?)
Tell the one who loves you only
I can be
THEY’RE LOSING THEIR HOMES
CHORUS Winter is coming, and so is the cold.
Unemployment is high, and trust is so low.
Poor families on streets face
If you're feeling sad and lonely
There's a service I can render
Tell the one who loves you only
I can be so warm and tender
Call me
Don't be
If you're feelin' sad and lonely
There's a service I can render
Tell the one who loves you only
I can be so warm and tender
Call me, don't be
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways!
Re-clothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives thy service find,
In deeper
perfect, world
I don't trust people enough beyond they surface, world
I don't love people enough to put my faith in man
I put my faith in these lyrics
(Hello)
If you're feeling sad and lonely
There's no service I can render
(How did you get my number?)
Tell the one who loves you only
I can be
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