Lyrics:
So the Holy Bible said
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ
Was born on Christmas Day
Hark now hear the angels sing
A king was born today
(And man
hail the king
The god of arts the god culture
And you god damn are like Soddom and Gamorrah
Get your heart eaten by vultures
I am god and your my Thora
I'm countin' down to the day deservin'
Fittin' for a king
I'm waitin' for the time when I can
Get to Arizona
'Cause my money's spent
and the young princess as told by scheherazade"
And you would cause the sun to see your light
And then be shamed
You cover darkness with a thousand secret
right to the sun.
Now that you find, now that you're whole.
Seasons will pass you by,
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
bound by gravity
Betray the planet's trust for a golden coin or two
Elect the fools as kings, and Planet X is due
Temperatures rising, holes in
feel as one
We were snow
fighting against the sun
Throne, my throne
by window thrown
Should I know?
Who directs my fall
Of kings, kingdoms and doomsday
Halloween
Everything starts fading
I'm losing everyone
I go down like the sun
You know What I mean
My whole life is a summer town
I get into
And as the snow is falling from the sky
All I want to do is cry
I got to get away from here
I gotta get away.....?
By tomorrow, I will be gone
By tomorrow,
He was killed by the other men's knives.
She said save me
Save me
Why must you love this man, he is your brother?
This is easy to understand,
Peace King
Peace King
Everything is everything
It's not bad as it will seem
Your day will come where you redeem
I know you swimming upstream
Your eye
on the throne
I'd stop this mess and
Just need to think about it
I ain't going to Sun City
If-if somehow by the South African government
Sun City is described
of the crown
Taking a knee, you know royalty never ran in the fam, without a doubt
Never been a king (Ben E. King), but you can Stand By Me when I stand my
Whoa, there!
Who goes there?
It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon
From the castle
Of Camelot king of the Britons
Defeater of the Saxons
traitors will fall, into Hell, by my sword"
"I've given to thee, a crown, but no throne"
"You'll rest on your sins, a king wrought by doom"
See now, slaves
Hundreds of years from now
We live amongst the clouds
Our wings reach and touch the sun
Golden beams surge one by one
Solace reigns for our kind
Look
Uh uh
I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems
Reincarnation of a slave pickin' cotton
Stress beamin' down like the sun I felt rotten
He king he sat in a chair of gold
And let life let him be
His daughter sat by his side most nights
To keep him company
The wise man and the alcamist
the triumph of the skies
With angelic hosts proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King
Christ, by highest
with each blast
but farewell angelina
the sky is trembling
and i must leave fast
king kong, little elves
on the rooftops they dance
valentino-type
the rage and stride for your dreams could seem handcuffed
You feel bluffed by the masses
All these wanna be kings, wingdings, and jackasses
But time
A burning phoenix is all I've known
I'm just a king without a throne
Oh, sun of mercy, shine on me
I've got a fire, it's burning bright
Just like the hearth
held out 100 nights
Embedded to a sign of worrying times
I'm the
King of my castle
But ruler of nothing
And it's wearing me down
Like a blazing sun
the triumph of the skies
With th'angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark! The herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King
Christ by highest
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