Lyrics:
to drink
No power no gas
No dollars no hopes
No country no future
If we're not into complaining
Who else is there to explain it
God my country is falling
Oh
Chipmunks roasting on an open fire
Hot sauce dripping from their toes
(â??Oh! That tickles!â??)
Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir
There's a place beyond this world
Where love and peace reside
A kingdom in the heavens
Where hope and faith collide
Through the open arms of grace
We
screams
Captured, inside a trance
And once upon a time she had hopes of her own
But as the tears go by she sinks like a stone
Is there someone somewhere
land
False stories of Christopher Columbus
Holding Pocahontas' hand
Black History is the shortest month
I just hope you understand, when the
Native
And the spot you usually park in
There was a fresh blanket of snow
I can't help but look out the window
Every time someone's driving by slow
Is your car broken
Should I have children i intend teach them
Attempts at fishing
No worth in thieving
The path is thrilling earth is grilling
Take a breath or breath in
I kneel down and pray, I don't use the names of deities, cause we can say the wrong names
Spellwork is the words we say
Let there be light wasn't
In the beginning there was God
It was God or it was something
Or maybe there was nothing at all
It's hard to believe
But maybe part of it is real
a scream is heard from the street outside
another soul that is ready to die
when hope is lost there's no need to go on
that soul is crushed by
I'll keep on reaching for the sun with hope and all of my strength
We will reach the sun
I will face my fears head on
There's no reason to believe all is
THE SHADOW OF THE FACTORY
I'VE SEEN THE CHILDREN'S FACES
HOPE BURNING IN THEIR EYES
TOO YOUNG TO REALIZE
THEY FACE A LIFE OF MISERY
Chorus
CAN HELL BURN HOT
sliding by
Then I will slide by
Right by
Slide slide slide slide slide
Like a sequel wanna see me again
We can cruise the block chill by the Mississippi
Kentucky
(
Stretched out on the open side of tomorrow
The sun is my guide
I want to live there
With you by my side
Let the children play
death is just no fun
There is nothing in a breathless choir
But there is something in a furious fire
Tangible in it’s innate desire
What is it you’re
need to live
All hope is lost
There's no way back from this
Even if there was we'd ignore it
Shame and ridicule it
Say it's the work of lunatics
Incarcerated between these walls
Left Shackled by the sins of this world
Rotting in this bed with no hope at all
Left struggling for breath of air
hopes, into this abyss
Cover it with, the remains of
Your children, parents and brothers
Now hell is real
Let death ruin you
into the veil of its desires
the Bullock Family Mass Choir sings it, it can go from 4 minutes to 10 minutes like a revival song.
Gather in your tools, your work is all done. Gather in your
cold depths
A reality relinquished when the steel pierces the chest
At first there were two now thereu0027s one
Ashes to ashes whatu0027s done is done
and a choir so faint
In this lonely church of sorrow, where no hope is sustained
I'm the one you should have took, the weathered, weary shell
Scarred by life,
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
Well hey, you know that lady on the top floor of my buildin'?
The heavyset one with about ten children?
You may remember her as a slim honey
when
more blood
Inside my eyes there's no more hope
I'm a perfect slave, I have dreams no more
I just beg you please, come with me
Come with me
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