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All-American Prophet

Rory OMalley

The Book of Mormon [Original Broadway Cast]

2011

of the all-American Prophet?
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed voice of God
He didn't come from the Middle East
Like those other holy men
No, God's favorite prophet was

do it all
I’d smash up all those stars
And hang them up by your
Black Paper Moon
Put your faith in me and rest assured
When you’re lost here I am

I don't really play to lose 
If you go against me you'll be singing the blues
Howl like a wolf at the moon 
I don't really like to lose

I'll see you

In the tone of your voice and the words that you choose
In the moves and the grooves that you use
Won’t you show me your love

Like the moon in

by surprice!

2nd verse1:
Get to let go of your freedom.
tonite commands suxual freedom
Hearing voices, They suddenly wishper you choises.
One says

stretches far and wide
A canvas painted with hues of blue
The salty breeze, a comforting guide
As the ocean whispers tales anew

Oh, the ocean's beauty, wild

I feel you, I feel you, I feel you
Here in London
You have the power to mesmerise
The hardest heart, the brightest moon
I dreamt of you every other

Blood Witch
By
Phill Scullard
2014

Verse 1

Deep blue eyes, glistening in the moon light
Flowing red hair in the cool breeze night
And her cherry

away by the river bend
When it's time, I will rise, when it's time

But for now I lay waste beneath the salty depths
And let moons pass so I can catch my

Red rose blue moon swimming in the sea
One kiss and now I can't breathe
You could be my strawberry lemonade
If I get I sip I might be feeling tipsy

of zips and blue-tinged lips we slip
Tips through hoops of hips, heaps of blessed flesh trip
Through shadowy palms, stained brown by the ground
The very

couldn't read, I couldn't write
Any attempt to do so
Punishable by death
For generations
We have known of knowledge's infinite power
Yet somehow
We've never

Down in the dark
In the woods of my heart
Is a secret thing
She sleeps in the leaves
With the beasts and the bees
In the blue light's gleam
With

to be a winner Rich Froning
Blue line getting thinner by the moment
I thank God for every morning
Knowing there's always families in mourning
Lives cut

Don’t you mind the bees and their blues
They will fall by any predator they choose
I won’t let you die amongst the dandelies
Just close your eyes

were hurt

By me

and

when you have hurt

Me

I am sorry my

Heart breaker

Sigh

My huckleberry friend

We left each other

In the blues of that event

as time goes by
We'll laugh and cry
'Bout the things we had to do
At the end of the day
It's all the same
Cuz I do it all for you

I try not to get behind
I

of voices cry
Beneath the full moon bright
This lineage of legacy of brotherhood is tight
Many have served
Some gave the ultimate price
100 years later
We

count on you to make clouds go by
You're my moon you make the darkness shine (Shine shine)

Those dirt-colored eyes
I get lost in them all the time
Even

endowed
Put the opp right in the tomb
His girl on my fruit of the looms
Brand new Porsche it got some room
Drop the top I see the moon
Spot the feds, car go

In the smoke and the mire, voices fought with death

Iron clads roared on waters once serene
The clash of blue and grey, a bitter scene
Homes turned

The Green-Eyed Devil has come for me! /

Verse 3:

My face painted in with blue /
Nothing more to paint, canvas full /
My body, pieces of a puzzle /
Defeated by

it's you)
To shed a tear for you each night
To wish you were by my side
Because I find myself torn in two

I tried to swap the Sun for the Moon
In