Lyrics:
me dear
Those are the sweetest words
I never want to hear
What's a love without desire
A flame without a fire
Can't warm me late at night
When I need
Pixeleen
Be good my three-times perfect ultrateen
Pixeleen
Born on the floor of a noodle shop
Dropped in the bogs of Jersey
Shot by a guy from
change
Nothing is gonna change
The world
There was Lennon in the happy gun
There were words on the pavement
We were looking for the lamb of god
We
and the giving was good
With the lunch bucket filled every season
What with three babies born, the work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason
Come together as one
And each in turn goes out to lead
Another by his word, his love, his deed
Now the circle is done
It all comes back to one
For
guess
Is the way we measure a man's success
By the kind of automobile he can afford to buy
Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop
Right turn,
State of life, may i live, may i love
Coming out the sky, i name me a name
Coming out silver word for what it is
It is very nature of the sound,
touch
The greatest kiss
What came to be is the greatest wish
The greatest show
The greatest song
The greatest words
The greatest all night long
Great King Rat died today
Born on the twenty first of May
Died syphilis forty four on his birthday
Every second word he swore
Yes he was the son
born from the blood of the feast
She is born from the altar of sacrifice
We are judgment, jury and executioner
Dark instruments of divine vengeance,
and the giving was good
With the lunch bucket filled every season
What with three babies born, the work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason
I was born to be of service
Basic training felt like home
I had honor, I found purpose
Sir, yes, sir, that's what I know
They sent us to a place
left her number
But not another word
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evening
And this is what he heard
If your callin' 'bout my heart, it's
Deep inside these burning buildings
Voices die to be heard
Years we spent teaching a lesson
We ourselves had never learned
And if strength is
Tonight, someone will die out there
And somebody else will be born somewhere
The flame still burns endlessly
Now the torch is passed to you and me
I was born to be of service
Camp Lejeune just felt like home
I had honor, I found purpose
Sir, yes, sir, that's what I know
They sent us
Christ is born
2-
Down the lowly manger
The humble Christ was born
And God senr Salvation
At last a priest is born
Alleluia
3-
While Shepherds
(Joy to the world the Lord is come)
Here was a man a man who was born in a small village the son of a peasant woman
He grew up in another small
Words and music by Woody Guthrie
While we're on the subject of hard work, I just wanted
To say that I always was a man to work.
I was born working
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
And by the light of that same
Words like these won't win
Theses words and hearts.
You would come over to talk,
We'd act like there is something to say
I've learned that time can
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga
They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
so
Joso singing just like Caruso
Three little words roll off your tongue
Somehow your face just doesn't look so young
You say you want to strike
so
Joso singing just like Caruso
Three little words roll off your tongue
Somehow your face just doesn't look so young
You say you want to strike
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