Lyrics:
keep it beautiful and free,
Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see."
"Pray for peace!". he said, you could feel it in the crowd.
Whitney's gone, by time you hear this song, she did all she could
All those women gave me superpowers, what I thought I lacked
I pray our children don't
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
God's graces
And the birth of the rebel Jesus
Well they call him by 'the Prince of Peace'
And they call him by 'the Savior'
And they pray to him
keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
Pray you'll stay right by me and my (love!)
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if
You don't know who you f***ing with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
on the road
I do it for our family that I need to provide for
I know you're tired of sleeping alone
'Cause I've been gone so long, so long
Girl tonight,
I think of loved ones who've passed away
And I pray they're resting in a better place
I think of memories of years gone by
And sometimes Christmas
Lord God I pray for my soul
Pray for my family
I pray for my enemies
Pray for my country
I pray for every nation
Oh Lord, our desire
knees and pray
Hey, we don't get fooled again, woo
Don't get fooled again, no
Come on, yeah, come on
Ooh, yeah
I'll move myself and my family
understand
Why? How should I say I'm so sorry
How should I pray to know that we're alive
Eve stands alone
By the knock on the door
By the thin in her
and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Kids are making angels in the snow
Magic tricks by uncle Joe
You can feel the loving in the air
Family coming in from everywhere
Grandma sitting
From where you sit you cannot see it
No one watches anyway
No one stops to listen for it
Covered by the sounds of day
But we each play our own part
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's
with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them
Heater on your side, it's a hundred percent chance
Some of these people by my side is straight up out
the beaches wave on wave,
And sailed home to these rocky graves
In family plots that bared their names.
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Tremble
the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mother's milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe
the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mother's milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe
to fight by his side
He's the neighborhood bully.
Well, he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must
God's graces
And the birth of the rebel Jesus
Well they call him by 'the Prince of Peace'
And they call him by 'the Savior'
And they pray to him
stare
She just ain’t used to get spoiled
By a man who cares
Threw my mismatch socks on then
I’m walking in yo crib
Yeah my last girl buggin so I
Told her
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