Lyrics:
a 3 peat
You can peep me road running like meep meep
Feel like john cena niggas cant see me
I left it on seen now she say wanna see me
Now a nigga in
before it all went bad I believed
I was sure we'd never be sad
Alone and gone
John, I can't tell
You what went wrong
Cause we were living
In a song but we
never room, but I'll never turn you away
And you can feed that empty feeling inside
And feel as empty as when you first walked by
Yeah, we all come
ONE LIGHT TO BURN
Music by Kip Winger and John Roth
Lyrics by Kip Winger
Last chance to settle the score
Black ghosts you can't ignore
Now all your
You won't see me at functions, need a metronome to function
Make the music for the people that ain't give me time of day
When I was selling tickets,
Well, the church burned down and no one knew
What the Pentecost Baptists was gonna do
The Sunday brimstone got so dadgum hot
It burned up a church
rolling we rolling we rolling
Call me a HeadHoncho I get money stay fresh
You dudes played out like VHS
You need quit cause your shit’s not appealing
Your
martyrs
They say God is Love, For sure we need more
Read 1st John Chapters 3 and 4
Words and music by John Kay
Oh darlin' what is wrong with you
Oh baby it must be somethin' that I do
'Cause ev'rytime that we get down
I wind up
somehow
I’d prove my love is real
I’d tell her how I really feel
CHORUS REPEAT…
By Gordon Anderson and john covert
yeah I'll put you to bed, you be better off dead
John Adams is my homey
You a heckin phony yeah
You looking real lonely without a solid president
We can
[Originally by John Lennon]
Imagine there's no heaven.
It's easy if you try. No hell below us and above us
only sky. Imagine all the people living
tied[02:07.55]Didn't understand a good time[02:09.35]Till I read john at least five times[02:12.02]Till he caught me in a lie[02:13.59]Till he taught me a better way
momma mob will leave you screaming "Phone Home"
If the whip pull up
Then it's gonna be a shoot out
Better tell that fucker on the map "I need
well enough
He really needs that stuff
He really reads that stuff
But he doesn't have a clue
I'm keeping it shut and I'm pushing on through
Till he
destroy, you better call out the convoy
And say 'Goodnight' to John Boy
Tuck niggas away, gettin'--bucked wit' spray
By the new take for the--spit of the day
something I can sell
Clientele, buy it well
Maybe I should buy a whale?
Grab a lion by his tail
If he holler let em yell
Did it for Dem dolla sales
from the time that's illusive
I knew a girl by the name of roxanne, met her in eighty-six
At the local band stand
New tracksuit, fat laces white sneakers
my sister I know I know
'Cause I know
Everybody wanna go the easy way
But wait I can show the legal way
Class in session Daymond John came paved
down, below the ocean as I start to reach
kiss you and then as I hold you in my arms (you know that I love you john)
I keep it strong but my feelings
down, below the ocean as I start to reach
kiss you and then as I hold you in my arms (you know that I love you john)
I keep it strong but my feelings
me?
I said River City's gotta have a boys' band, and I mean she needs it today!
While Professor Harold Hill's on hand
River City's gonna have her
THE SOUL OF THE WANDERER
Words and Music by John Ford Coley
Across the wasted wilderness there travels in the night
Life yet unknown to us but
Falling In Love
by John Klass
The first time
I had a glance of your face
I just knew that our love was meant to be
Take my hand, don't be afraid
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