Lyrics:
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on 2 Thessalonians 2:15, 2 Timothy 3:14, Philippians 1:6
I've been to the party and I left alone
And I've danced with
If you’re ready or not
The sky is falling
Don’t hide alone
This is our moment
Feet don’t fail me
Feet don’t fail me
Feet don’t fail me now
required to lay
Was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all
apart
Falling falling falling
Falling falling falling
Floating above my feet
I don't know me
My life is passing by
Body's growing
Growing
Oh it's
wait, let me speak (Woy)
Don't be the sucker comin into my face with that (Woy)
yang-yang, or you'll be down with the chain gang (Woy)
Draggin your feet
back, back to school again
Whoa, whoa, I gotta go back to school again
I got my books together and I dragged my feet
Then I saw this angel boppin' down
to dance.
It's a three-minute round and you're back in yr corner,
You're licking yr wounds just like little Jack Horner,
Don't let your guard down try
I'm stuck in my head, can't get out of bed
And the rain's falling down outside my window
I heard what you said, but I'm still seeing red
Feels like
He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
Here at the bank in his diapers and his little
he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint neither and these ain't no still waters
Just 'cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no
at her hand
Take me with you (x3)
Walk me to your door
Get me walking to your door
Get me flying through
your floor
With a motion sound
Falling
me down
Feet are planted on the ground
I need you to help me move
Another night i'm falling out of time
Another night i'm falling out of time
Another
in the next room
And a fool just to carry on
You're the thing that I belong to
Instrumental
Underneath is falling down
Silence, turn around
a myth I made you measure up to
It was all just water, winding by you
And the basking, gnashing, foaling, feeding
And the rising, falling, melting,
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger
the fox went hound
Hitting me, falling down, falling to the ground
Wishing me all alone six feet down
Carry it softly, I'll carry it down
Follow me
of the dark!
Repeat chorus three times
Someone's calling, can't stop falling ...
There's a song sang by Björk
About a place for us all
Wish I be back on my feet
But I'm falling down, down the cliff
Falling down
Down
Down
Down
I hope you
understand?
Can't you hear me calling I'm falling
See the world below and I'm floating by
All alone here in the fearless sky
Feeling weightless please
ain't heard nothin' yet
Next comes the part that I won't ever forget
Now I'm bein' followed by these Russian spies
They give me some velcro, and an order
Cold rain falling down
Collecting underground
Spores begin to sprout
Headed up n' out
Dampened by rain
Terrestrial plane
Soothing to the flesh
Begin
like Utopia
Falling in love with a slut is my phobia
My whole team first class, so it ain't no coaching us
Whoa there, don't go there, now slow down
me fallin' asleep
I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for presidents
metal
Watch unc' break a rock down to three pebbles
Bam-bam, down three, hit the grand slam
Four pockets full, fully switched, go wham-wham
Pants
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