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hello, Caravaggio

En smorens as die dag breek kan die brandglas vensters lê
Ken hy die gevoel van 'n duisend vriende hê
Hy ken hul by die naam, El

to make me vaccinate my kid

JULIAN:
I'm nearly middle aged with no success

MARK:
I'm gonna die in 20 years 
And then I'll be praised by my peers
Make me

he was searching for Saint Joan
As the sun sets over Memphis
The priest comes to my side
Asks me for my last request
I say can you get me some cyanide

when I dance
Conjure the soul I lost in the sea of lying  
The soul mended, the soul crushed, 
Stepped on by those needy to my sparkling lush 

Winds

of confinement

Will I commit sin, by drinking wine or strong drink
I never read it in the bible, said Joan and Pete
False preachers say that it's wrong to drink

What the fuck is happiness if i cant share it with you
You trash my name by sayin shit that aint true
Ian come on this beat to make lil rhymes like

take a stand like Rosa Parks
Even when you're sitting down, keep the flame like Joan of Arc
Show em' that we lit as hell, God-speed, I wish you well

In

Come and check the stars
Girl I'll break your heart
I can see in the dark
You know I will leave a mark
Feel like Joan of Arc
Yeah I'm chillin with

Like Joan of Arc
Hop on the track: me, Josiah, and Zach
Step to the mic and I numb it down with some morphine
Went through some changes
Yeah, you could

We have been guided by the heat of our souls,
but now it's the time to keep flying with some cold.

Now I'm sorry but I've made my choice,
I refuse

to scratch
So they call her
Yeah they call her the cat

She just does that double act
She got Babs and Joan down the pat
She got hips like Mick, she's

a legend. Everyone popped out of someone's pussy. Some were pulled out of someone's stomach. Some were pulled out of a stomach and died by stoning later in

even by honesty

His penance is started, he'll never be part of
The party across the abyss
Reach out my hand to that unfounded land and ask
"What did he

Top: 11
Theme: My Idol
Original: Joan Jett
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I saw him dancing there by the record machine, yeah
I knew he must have been about 17
And the beat was

I was heading for my mountain home
Where all the ladies' names are Joan
Where husband works back late at night
His hopes are up for trousers down

When I'm struck by beauty
The only thing I want to do is come off truly
I'm blessed with mad game
But im a turn that off
Tryna hit it on the first night

handled by the whole clique
Double damage make you leave the planet
Put the whole world in a panic
Pussy wet I’m seeing ships, titanic
Make her mine wanna

for scraps of  food
From your various mood swings

Pull Joan of arcs cord
She was on fire for the lord
She died at nineteen
Without making a scene

My

Princess in her boots
My Joan of Arc, the fearless knight
The fiercest cunning sharpest tools
Protector of your sister
Little Xena you don't mess with fools

And by his tone he stark, kid
Been on that Tony Stark shit
That's why my baby gon be on AOC or some Joan of Arc shit
To have my vision, they would get out

Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta

I'm a high school dropout, and that's just fine
I'm a age stricken burnout, lost my time
My cross chain necklace, my Joan of arc
Seeing gods plan,

on paper
Want it now can't be bothered by later
I came from the ground so I gotta get acres and acres
Music too loud had complaints from the neighbours
You

I laid awake to paintings of Joan Miró
Lucid as the shapes beside me seemed
Packed my mind for an odyssey to Norfolk 
Lost the route, already hit