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cheeks, no warts!
Play games, all sort
You must be kind, you must be witty
Very sweet and fairly pretty
Take us on outings, give us treats
Sing
so dearly loved
And ransomed by the saviour's blood
Called by name, daughter and son
Wrapped in the robe of righteousness
So come home running
And the crowd begins to wander
And they cry to see your face
It's in the water, it's in the story of where you came from
Your sons and daughters in all their
a breed
you're signed in blood
I'm a poor man's son, workin all night long
Got a bad guitar and a simple song
you're a rich man's daughter
You
a hole in the head
Put out the fire, put out the fire, baby put out the fire
And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds
You know a gun
down in Santos all say no! No! No!
A politician's daughter
Was accused of drinking water
And was Fineda great big fifty dollar bill
They've got
mother
She didn't compromise
She could recognize
Voodoo
Our daughters and our sons
Are just candles in the sun
Voodoo
Don't let him see divide
there
The Midwest farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm
a breed
You're signed in blood
I'm a poor man's son, workin' all night long
Got a bad guitar and a simple song
You're a rich man's daughter
You
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
We are bound by the love we feel
Bound by the family one
Bound by our daughters and sons
Bound by one wish revealed
We are bound by the love we feel
alone
Take some time to thank the souls
For all their emptiness
Upon the fever dreams of distant sons and
Daughters dressed for ransoms, for never
gotta wait
Until the judgment comes
Are you ready?
Black rain, black rain
Black rain, black rain
War, killing sons and daughters
Another failed attack,
Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now
When we
don't it make you crazy
Oh, when you're living all alone by that damn water
Oh Casey, don't it make you crazy
When you're living all alone by those
with too little pay.
I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
Four pretty daughters
For this small town
Southern man
Then a few years
Later came another
A boy, he wasn't planned
Seven people
Living all
Something for the rag and bone man
Over my dead body
Something big is gonna happen
Over my dead body
Someone's son or someone's daughter
Over
I want you
Woman
Tried to be a son and daughter rolled into one
You said you'd equal any man for having your fun
Ooh, now didn't you feel
Something for the rag and bone man
Over my dead body
Something big is gonna happen
Over my dead body
Someone's son or someone's daughter
Over
And the crowd begins to wander
And they cry to see your face
It's in the water, it's in the story of where you came from
Your sons and daughters in all their
memes are wrong the Life
Of Paul the life of
Pablo ultralight beams moms dads
Daughters sons stand up
Let's dance in the streets i am consumed
By my
I want you
Woman
Tried to be a son and daughter rolled into one
You said you'd equal any man for having your fun
Ooh, now didn't you feel
Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now
When we
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