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of man
And from their souls within
My disciples all shout to search out
And they always shall obey
Follow me now my child not the meek or the mild
all the bumpers
Always playing clean.
He plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pin ball!
Cast to the fire
Banned by the light
Worship and listen to me
Condemned in his mind
In his evil place
Your fate is all that you'll see
I am
of man
And from their souls within
My disciples all shout to search out
And they always shall obey
Follow me now my child not the meek or the mild
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about linin' track
These ol' boys are gonna break my back
[Chorus:]
Mo boys, can't you
the bumpers
Always playin' clean.
Plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf, dumb an' blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball
Jah rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12
Disciples
Give me a clue who
I leap toward the south yeah
And attempt to burn my bridges
Way down to the equator
And back up north with the wind
I'm travelin'
And the last I
high,
Jah Rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you twelve disciples
Give me
sow in tears shall reap in joy
Wise man doctrines assure your safety
No more stumbling block back stabbers get down
To the righteous revealed
back to the Father
And the Bible gives us to know that one day
Out on a lowly hill with 11 disciples standing around Him
No doubt one
the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball
the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball
To fulfill our great task
One by one build the kingdom of God
Of God
He said go and Make disciples
Of all the nations
Baptizing them in the name of our God
the bumpers, always playing clean.
Plays by intuition, the digit counters fall,
That deaf, dumb, blind boy,
Sure plays a mean pinball.
He's a pinball
the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball
By this my Father is glorified
That you bear much fruit
And so prove to be my
Disciples, my disciples
Disciples, my disciples
As the Father has loved
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
10, Jesus’ disciples
Grow by an extra seventy two
And even after death and resurrection, raising to heaven he’s looking to increase the squad anyway
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
storming down the warpath
Now committed, we will never look back
Disciples of discipline
Disciples of discipline
Need the will
Need the might
Need to crush
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