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All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002
you know 
That He is still able

I've been hurt and abused 
Even lied to by the ones I trusted most 
I had some nights I cried more than I prayed
I still didn't that know Steve 'ad a problem wif 'is bass...
Steve: 	That's wha' I'm sayin'.
Nicko: 	...luckily enough, by the time I finished
the bubble pops
Hold my breath when the big one drops
Am I in sync?
Immortality is what I'm buying
But I'd rather be immortal by not dying
(Steve
is gained
He's callin' the numbers play by play
We're either out or we're in all the way

Get in the action whatever the cost
Nothing can equal
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! (A Letter from Camp)
Alan Sherman
Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Grenada

Camp is very entertaining
They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not '38 but this it's old '97
You must put her in Spencer
They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not '38 but this it's old '97
You must put her in Spencer
and the daily crime seemed to drip away the bomb
Steve felt he was missing that, and got tired of hanging home
He came home late from work and just stood by
baby' 
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what) 
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know,
baby' 
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what) 
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know,
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by
still young...'cause, 'fo y'all knows it, he be reachin' adulthood and marry some bitch name rhonda ...'n, by dat time, he gwine become what dey call
dollars a plate

To help get Curtis Wright's doctor bills paid

Every able bodied man is a fire department volunteer

The rats don't race around here


They
televised

The revolution will be brought to you by the Schaefer award theater and
Will not star Natalie wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia
televised

The revolution will be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and
will not star Natalie Wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not 38 but it's old 97
You must put her into Spencer
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little fellas
Ghetto dwellas
With ammunition in their cellas
And no remorse in their hearts

When the shit
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame

She is awakened by
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by
by Radio Birdman
Got to get a line to Danno.
Got to pick up his gun.
Get out an APB.
Chinn is going to tell you why.
Government says it's high
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed

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