Lyrics:
to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
at Costco
Inhaling a long Raw no headphone iPhone playing gospel
Fred Hammond clean hard hooping in the park with nutso Bellflower
One lot after the K-Mart
Morgan
Hammond organs
Playing soundtracks
To our lives
With banjos
Guitars
Standup basses
Going places
With some aces
Go to house shows
Who is playing
It's a cold world that we live in all the people say
That this world is gettin' colder day by day
Too little warmth left in our lives
I don't know
Land of the free, no empathy, slave history, white weapon
Embrace division, just your opinions, boot licking minion, white weapon
Hate seeking
ballers or the amateurs
I won't let you ruin my dreams or Harvey Weinstein the kid
Good morning, Matt Lauer, can I live?
Look at my new digs
The rooftop
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
We sailed out of Dunmore Michelmas gone by
Cowhides and wool and live cargo
Twenty young Wild Geese ready fledged to fly
Sailing for the lowlands
don't know
What you're doing to me
Mon chéri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Tryna say live, live and let live
No, I'm no good good
honey I don't know
What you're doing to me
Mon Cheri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Tryna say live, live and let live
I'm no good good,
live
I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live, I live
No weapon shall
casualty yet I am stepping feel like Fred Hammond I'm singing no weapon
This is a remix I sing it like wop don't need to worry my God at the top
This is
a burner was never mans problem
Adoption, we couldn't find homes for the weapons
By the station, we got polls, no election
In the fire, been tested
weapon, murderer God
Worship of money and praise to the Lord
Shattered lives by wolves seeking power
Blood and glory
Sacred army willing to kill
weapon, murderer God
Worship of money and praise to the Lord
Shattered lives by wolves seeking power
Blood and glory
Sacred army willing to kill
Their phantoms follow us
Spirits sails, they drive us on
Through the all consuming waves
Cold mortality, no weapon
Against these ever raging seas
I walk by faith, each step by faith,
to live by faith,
I put my trust in You.
Every step I take, is a step of faith.
No weapon formed against me
to smile.
The animals around them heard the thunder of their steps,
Sharing stories of their lives beside the Nile.
And Fred said,
"No one ever spoke to me
Their phantoms follow us
Spirits sails, they drive us on
Through the all consuming waves
Cold mortality, no weapon
Against these ever raging seas
, no
I'm crushed by words
Don't need a weapon 'cos I'm crushed by words
I'm crushed by words
Don't need a weapon 'cos I'm crushed by words
I'm crushed by
to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries
call
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road
Lotta quiet time, pink bottles of Rose
Exotic
And that the land that I live in has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it, they tell it so well
The cavalries charged, the Indians fell
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