Lyrics:
be the last ketch running, might not be no more
While they bloody up the water upstream, making civil war
Civil war
Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got
opportunity, the ones that never knock
I hate the army an' I hate the R.A.F.
I don't wanna go fighting in the tropical heat
I hate the civil service rules
away
I'm going to lay down my heavy load down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I'm going to lay down my heavy load down
suspicions we can burn them one by one
That will help us get ready for World War None
(A little love is more effective than a rifle)
(A little faith will
Wake up straight, caught out by the sun.
On the first day of April.
Out of bed, thought there was a plane crash.
But I'm sure that I was
even acquainted with my
Own desires
I'm rollin' slow
I'm doing all I know
I'm tellin' myself
I found true happiness
That I've still got a dream
a perfect storm
The rain came pouring down
When I was drowning, that's when I could finally breathe
And by morning, gone was any trace of you
I think I
deny
cnd are washed away by your genocide
cnd history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said ""peace
sins away
I'm gonna lay down my heavy load, down by the riverside,
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down my heavy load,
Third-generation refugees,
Street mob burning effigies,
Revolution, civil war
Like nothing ever seen before.
It's a-coming.
Pale-horse rider come,
on the dance floor
So show us what you've got
'Cause you know that you've got more!"
I feel like dancing tonight
I came to party like it's my civil right
Yeah, the bloodline civil war
I think we can all agree, no matter what happens
the landscape of the WWE has been changed forever
Forever
The ripple
to take away my prescription
If they wanna get me making toys
If they wanna get me, well I got no choice
Career opportunities, the ones that never knock
on the dance floor
So show us what you've got
'Cause you know that you've got more!"
I feel like dancing tonight
I came to party like it's my civil right
a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that
nothin' more true
In this brand new world
That we gotta come together
Or die in a hate swirl
Cause there's nothin' civil
Bout a civil war
No no no
Nothin'
Everyone comes from one father, one mother
So why do we complicate our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Maybe I'm crazy but I don't
Hate and war, the only things we got today
An' if I close my eyes
They will not go away
You have to deal with it
It is the currency
Hate, hate,
I've seen the old man sittin' 'round
The courthouse square back home in town
Talking bout the big war back in 1943
Sayin' how much good it's done
And the civil war to us, was soon laid away.
And the names of the heroes, I was made to memorize.
With guns in their hands, and God on their side.
The First
another civil war
Just another fucking civil war
Its another civil war
A fucking civil war
So you think you can get away
Better sleep with one eye open
Mister pull up a chair
I got time for tears
Tell me all the stories that you never did
Of the salty south
The Seminoles held out
While Geronimo
The one that got away
One that got away
The one that got away
The one that got away
Oh, the one that got away
The one that got away
Oh, the one that
the U.S. Civil War.
They were under Irish patronage.
We shot dead a stupid sergeant,
but I got hit in the crossfire.
The lucky hit made me hit a time
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