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The Lingo of a college drop you can tell aint no fool 
They dictated by the trend 
cnd pushed by news 
I don't move if it ain't about the money or the muse

Once there were three wise men
Watching the night-time sky.
Suddenly three wise men
Saw a star pass by!
So they jumped on the camel train,
Jumped

else

I'm hanging by a thread, hanging
And I'm asking for a hand, asking
But I'm only needed when it's good for them

I can't be your muse
If the only

A little town in Bethlehem
Wise men came by from afar
To see a baby boy
Wrapped up in a manger
As shepherds watched their flocks by night
An angel

Metal Storm

Manilla Road

Open the Gates

fear in pain
Throughout the minds of those too sane
To realize this is no game,
Drinking the lies in Heaven's name.
Spear of tin, forged by Muse
Majik

Milk Street

Kristin Hersh

The Grotto

2003

You were good 
You were kind 
You were drunk all the time 
But never drunk enough 
As you're battered by the underside 
Of what we swore we

She has turned her back on God
Nourish herself from the newborns blood
Seeds of rot from her fingertips
The curses that fell from her hemlock lips

The Muse I call experience
The Muse I call experiment
The Muse I call experience
The Muse I call experience
I know it when I feel it

I see the grass

the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Christ by

Senegal

Akon

Trouble

2004

Yo, in case you ain't know
I go by the name of Akon and I'm from
(Africa, Africa)
Home of the Goree Islands

I'm from Senegal, West-side
(Africa,

malice

The air is thicker with you by my side
And my lungs got used to short breaths
So I learned to suffocate in your arms
And sacrifice an easy death

Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, "I feel my life
Just like

to come...

Prose swelled from Aotearoan waters
The windless watchet whelmed my Muse in Divine
Descants of inspired congenial art...

Milford Sound is graced

cruise,
While I am left behind wishing I was Paul Gette’s muse.

Open your eyes, open your ears
Open your mind – Allez a la Lumiere
Opening doors on your

are proud, we are learning, to live without,
We tread a little softer on the newborn day,
cnd sing the credo when we pray:
USE IT UP
WEcR IT OUT
McKE DO

save me from this prison, this big cage of flesh.
I am bound by heart and soul my senses have long fled.
A beautiful vision. it's presence drawing me

Oh, what a sight it must have been
That starry night in Bethlehem
A stable with three
Joseph by Mary's side
A manger filled with newborn life

I was once a man of good and grace
But darkness took over, in its embrace
My mind twisted, my heart grew cold
My soul consumed, by a story untold

We are held captive by limits of time
A veil is laid over our eyes
We cast our voices out into the dark
But sadly they will fade to whispers

Ignite

Heaven On Earth

Chris Brown

Shine

2017

That you've been lovin' all night

Pour some Patron, have a cup with me
Come by the crib, keep me company
Don't worry 'bout bitches who buggin' me

When the rest of the world is spinning out of control
Ill roll another one for the road
While the muse is dancing madly upon the throne
Ill roll

Bombs fall the kids all run
Fighting putting helmets on
Silence as night falls
Mother and newborn
Murdered by a bomb
War of the pig
Flying

For eons the universe was striving for a higher entity to exist
By the power of cosmos
And a billion lives
It comes to you
For it is what Mother
Has

Faltered by a fearless howl
Curled up in the everlasting cycles
Hoping that fate will fall down
On the headless disciple
A scheme streaming in