Lyrics:
clutchin' her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears
There must be a heaven where
give me the blues
I don't ride in limos and I can't play golf
I don't own a rifle that will blow your head off
But I'm closer to heaven than I've
to heaven by the grace of God in me,
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three
Across the bridge (across the bridge)
There'll be no sorrow (there'll be
now I just can't go on.G7 F see D7 C7Standing close by my side is our own little pride, he misses your lullaby tune,see E7 F see G7 CAnd his big dark
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favoured one.
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
the sun will be goin' down
And this little town will be cool and dark
Forget about heaven. Let me stay here forever
In the valley of the thundering
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favoured one.
suppress it
Plus the knowledge got a little tainted
So I had to come correct it
God Body 911
I blew up with a message
Numerology heaven
Long Live Seven
Wake
Into Heaven anymore
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for
And your
Than stars in the sky
You'll never get to heaven when you die, little girl
You'll never get to heaven when you die
Chorus:
I'm fallin' on my
field
Hurricane heat in my head
The kind of pain you feel to get good in the end
Good in the end
Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain
"Give up
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
footsteps
Imma only leave you trailin
I think they fucking jealous
I used to think in 7th grade my mind was blank
Off half a tank of tylenol and aspirin
Have
Into Heaven anymore
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for
And your
We have a
Another song to play for you
Which is not written by Bjorn or me
But by, uh, Bjorn's old friend
Agnetha the little blonde girl you know
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favored one.
Veiled
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did
means I gotta give my life
Tell me where to sign on the dotted line
Heaven, if you hear me, give me back what's mine
Tell me, Lord, where'd my little
Dave Guard/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Children, go where I send thee. How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send you one by one, one for the little
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favoured one.
means I gotta give my life
Tell me where to sign on the dotted line
Heaven, if you hear me, give me back what's mine
Tell me, Lord, where'd my little
Children go where I send thee
How will I send thee
I'm gonna send you seven by seven
Seven for the seven that couldn't get to heaven
Six for the six that
In a cozy, little four-by-two
With an angel half as sweet as you
I'd live contently
Oh, how happy I'd be
That old landlord comin' 'round for
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