Lyrics:
His pulpit's a corner at 19th and Main
His grip on the gospel is his one claim to fame
He hurls fire and brimstone at the cars passin' by
He
more
There goes my reason for living,
There goes the one of my dreams,
There goes my only possession,
There goes my everything
As my memory
Blinded by your greed
You crave possessions when true love is what you need
The writing's on the wall
You gotta read it and believe it or you'll fall
It's
The whir of passing traffic
The sighing of the breeze
Houseful of nothing
The awareness of a culture
That is fading by degrees
Houseful of nothing
My baby, she may not look
Like one of those bunnies out of the Playboy book
Well, I'm sorry bout that, Mr. Williams
But she's got something,
pickle inside (inside)
Where's that horse? I've farted
Roger heard it
Where'd I put that mat
By the rocket dude, open your eyes
William (William
to be kicked
See I'm getting my loaded weapon you get on my nerve I go click
Guys think they own their girlfriends females aren't possession's we are
got the freedom) (Rev 1:5),
cause you've been saved by the blood of the Son (Wooe!) (Heb 9:12 & Col 1:20).
You've got the freedom from what you've done,
Your Lips sweet like cherry
Wanna taste em day and night
Precious possession
Maybe I'm a lil selfish
Smell lingers like honey
You burn up my desire
no I'm not yours
No possession I'm not your toy
Just because you see me around
Know now
Ain't tryna be exclusive
Fuck wrong wit you
You got a little
boundaries
This lock is solid and strong
Keeps me from frredom
What can I do when I'm touched by a curse
I'm cursed, it's either or either
Happy
In American football, an offsides penalty is a infraction committed by a player on the field who is positioned on their opponent's side of the line
and fight for possessions
Stuck playing seven minutes in heaven
Working hard but just learning lessons
Did I give a lasting impression? (Weighed down by
the chains
Panic
The kindness in my heart
Is overthrown by hate
Torment
This thing is here to kill
Now the rivers turn still
POSSESSION
Ripping dreams
don't you break
If I'm bound to this race
By the natural selection
Where are my possession
Where are my possession
The selective rejection
The utmost
to me
You've always been there by my side bringing me your waves and all your good vibes
You can have your possessions and your material things
I'll be
arise
Satanic knights
Destroying what
Stands in our way
Raping your woman
Sacrifice your children
Dark lord takes
What he please
Possession
Arise
before your eyes
Made a promise to myself Imma take it farther
Til the world's in my possession I'll be going harder
Til my genius is accepted I'll be
Even his scepter would dazzle
His prized possession was with him
At all of his battles
And
It was known he would rather
Lather
In his riches
Than
afford
And Mama brought it home, Dad he got it tuned up right
And he would up sitting there all night
Playing all those cowboy songs, Hank Williams
I got a letter; it came in the mail today
I saw by the stamp it was written an ocean away
No need to open it, I know what it must say
I?ll just go
of passing traffic
The sighing of the breeze
Houseful of nothing
The awareness of a culture
That is fading by degrees
Houseful of nothing
A hint of a shadow
In the Scottish slums of Edinburgh lived a horrid pair
Two Irish immigrants named William Burke and William Hare
They ran a squalid boarding house
the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,
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