Lyrics:
for change, and pull out the Queen
Smiling, beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum
Behind me
Whispers in the shadows, gruff blazing voices
entombed in this catacomb
Left to decay in this rotting womb
Don't fucking think, just do what your told
Sold out our future for blood-stained gold
Worship
don't fool with me
Don't stray from me don't play with me
Turn away when you're tempted to
And don't lie to me do right by me
Stand beside me when you're
Sitting by the fire, listening to the radio
He knows his life will never be nothing but OK
Sometimes at night you can hear Jack pray
Jack worships
Oh, yes, the youths, dem wailing
And them crying
We heard the voices crying out
In the valley asking for help
And we're their only hope
So we're
Oh, yes, the youths, dem wailing
And them crying
We heard the voices crying out
In the valley asking for help
And we're their only hope
So we're
to the devil for
Another hit
And midnight is coming and I wish that you were here
I hear
Voices, echo in my brain
They don't like it cause I'm not dressed
the dreams of the self-taught man
You warn the ladies not to be corrupted by their looks
But your voice comes out soft and slanted
And you're living off
Funeral
(Tommy Collins)
(Spoken)
Let me tell you about a man Tommy Collins
A veteran in country music who interrputed his career by his own choice
to say
Through the masjid's doors
In unity we stream
Side by side
In faith, we dream
"Eid Mubarak"
Voices rise in serene praise
Together in worship
Our
for every little girl who gets on down
I got space and space got me I should be selling it by the pound
Ever since I heard the voice I thought I had
Well I was cool and sitting by the phone and waiting for
A ring with a female voice or a date or an invitation
To a nightclub for some minglin'
Then
don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
And over in the teacher's home she waited by the phone
For calls which never rang, and people who never sang
Train man rambled dusty into town
It's not my nature
To be nostalgic at all
I sat by the phone last night
Waiting for you to call
It's been decades since I spoke to you
I just
Surrounded by your gory, glory, glory
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh. (Oh Oh Oh I'll forever worship you.... ) (Oh Oh Oh I'll forever worship you.... )
Thank you for
felt the church was writing quite a number of worship songs they were good yes
But they did not express the need for us to see the need to worship God
Somebody lift our hands
As we celebrate the greatness of our god
He is great and he is greatly to be praised
This is the worship song that says
sometimes I think the devil has got me by the sleeve
Oh, Mama don't forget to pray for me
Oh, Mama don't forget to pray for me
love for you
When you don't believe I'm here?
What's the point of trying to raise your voice
If no one ever hears?
Every time I try to pull you close
dearest friend, if you don't mind
I'd like to join you by your side
Where we can gaze into the stars
JACK AND SALLY
And sit together, now and forever
For
The years unfold in one moment
The voices that we heard so loud
Are now suddenly silenced
Inside this crowd
And you're surrounded by the lives
to climb
Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened
Tested,
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