Lyrics:
Guards: (sung; choir-like):
“PEACE HAS BEEN RESTORE-ED TO THE LAND!”
Mustachioed Guard:
“WELL WHO COULD BELIEVE IT?
IT’S HARD TO CONCEIVE IT.
WE
grain of sand, I
You see I can make a ship sail, on dry land tell 'em yeah
I'm unhappy with all the powers I possess, yeah
Girl you're the key to my
hardly can believe
That you've been given favor by His Holy Majesty
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
This fourth
There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future
But through whatever you see
Through all the rain
to the tales
From his world of make believe..
As the child comes of age, leave him alone
To turn the page
Luck is the spine..a broken promise
fight until the end
Swords of fire
We believe in the power of
Swords of raging fire
Now we stand with swords held high
Guided by the moonlit sky
Pride
it’s real or make believe
Imagine unicorns, marshmallows and your best friend Steve
Hey Steve
Play the keytar
Steve plays the keytar real good
Look
have one first chance
To make one first impression that lasts a lifetime
Reputation supersedes itself
Do you believe in Hell? Babylon greed for wealth
A rebel-hearted land
There are those who believe there is race to blame
They scheme and divide one by one they chain
They are wearing the clothes of the truth that
of trouble
But I don't want you to get discouraged by that, no
Because I believe that there's a solution to all of this
Deep down within my soul
All
Sunday?
An while we're at it throw in every other day to start
I know people make promises all the time
Then they turn right around and break them
killer a leave
Alaska and di skunk, I smoke dem deh by di trees
Hand me di weed because New York a freeze
Police smell mi weed and a swarm me like bees
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
of trouble
But I don't want you to get discouraged by that, no
Because I believe that there's a solution to all of this
Deep down within my soul
All
We have a promise
A hope that cannot be broken by the dark
Every Word of God to Us
There may be giants in the land
That make us scared for our lives
millimeter cock test, wan fi' test?
And the winner is
Y'all niggas know the rules
I blast on niggas so
My fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank
and by the Bible you swear
Now is the time to make you speech
Because the right time come
An you a go on like you dumb or them cut out you tongue
Me haffi
millimeter cock test, wan fi' test?
And the winner is
Y'all niggas know the rules
I blast on niggas so
My fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank
had a vision that I woke up by your side
I felt you breathing and our souls were intertwined
But who can controls love's destiny -- not me
We had it
the gate
To the land of the miracle
Where our love can make us fly
Make us fly
In the land of the miracle
We can find a reason why
And how we can fly
Open
all the same
Oh, I could not believe my eyes
You took those young lads by surprise
The way you shot them down
That day in Derry town
Oh some justice we
have made up their minds
By the time you realized I was dying
Must have been too late
I believe you were not lying a little
It is the day I
Wait
vegetation. Trust in the Lord and do good, then you will abide in the land and be nourished by faith. Delight in the Lord, and He will guard your desires
And I'm back to the drinkin'
Soakin' wet every bottle's open
Can't believe it I'm occasionally smokin', again
With a deep and cloudy ocean, I'm in
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