Lyrics:
spills
Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got to calling it home
another man spills.
Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain,
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes
Country garden in the wind and the rain
Wherever he goes the people all complain
Stephen
spills
Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got to calling it home
Freedom is a road seldom traveled by the multitude
Public Enemy Number One
Show 'Em Whatcha Got
The same God that gave wisdom to Marcus
try?
Answers aplenty in the by and by
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
One man gathers what another man spills
Saint Stephen shall remain
one
(It's a scandal! it's a scandal! such a scandal!)
Now, Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
By Christine,
Jesus a Living Water by Sunday Edet Stephen
(It's a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal)
Now Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
By Christine, and the prosecution says
another man spills
Saint Stephen will remain
All he lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam
Been here so long, he's got to callin'
Freedom is a road seldom traveled by the multitude
Public Enemy Number One
Show 'Em Whatcha Got
The same God that gave wisdom to Marcus
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
one
(It's a scandal! it's a scandal! such a scandal!)
Now, Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
By Christine,
Stephen Biko lay in shackles on a urine-sodden mattress
In the solitary section, he was made to lie there naked
Ah, ah!
Given nothing he could
Saint Stephen will remain
All he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam
Been here so long, he's got to callin' it home
I don't feel like movin'
Don't feel like talkin'
I'm feelin' a little Stephen Hawking today
I barely feel like rollin'
There's no way I'm rockin'
I'm
This song was made by isaac and isaac only
Let the record show stephen really really doesn't like this song
man spills
Saint Stephen will remain
All he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam
Been here so long he's got to calling it
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
spills
Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got to calling it home
something and now I'm not too sure
I grabbed you by the guilded beams
Oh, that's what tradition means
And I doused another venture
With a gesture that was
something
And now I'm not too sure
I grabbed you by the guilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And I doused another venture
With a gesture
That was
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the Feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
threats were uttered and challenges offered
On the Cumberland riverboat, "E.W. Stephens"
Daggers were drawn on pistols pulled
Staggering 'til dawn filled
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