Lyrics:
volunteered for, for
His cru........
His crucifixion, so sing
(3) Sing a joyful song
Sing a joy......
(4) Praise aloud for
Blind can see,
Deaf can hear,
Lame
something inside
Made you crazy, made you run blind
Although I really love you
I'm gonna leave your love behind
And I don't want a sometimes man
(Sometimes
through heresy
And horror plots the pious pawns
As power grows the flaming hordes
Hail
Heal the wounds through overkill
And claim the world in bloody
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind
If I had to take the choice between the deaf man and the blind
I know just where my feet
and blind
You give me all but the reason why
I reach but I feel only air at night
Not you, not love, just nothing
I run to you
And run away from this hell
grabbed him by the throat until he called on me
'Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Now I don't want what Jay's got on the table
[Shock-G]
Three grinding mice
Trying to make a life called three strikes
The rat got three to five, two got life
Those Three Blind Mice
[Humpty-Hump]
Now,
that you've burnt.
I'll find only bad signs
If you have burnt his, not mine.
When you go out, I do not doubt,
That I'll find only bad signs,
By
mind
Good times and get caked up, uh, sunshine coming through my blinds
I'm living but, really though, it's never enough
Ten milli on, that's a must,
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile
Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three
When I was a boy about the age of ten
Got some old records by the blues men
Found a big connection to my lonely life
I couldn't wait to learn some
You've gouged your eyes out and plaintively complained the pains of being blind
Have left you out of hindsight
And you've lost your faith with no iris
Oh
And they called her The Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million sides
thin
Where have you been?
Do you know it makes you
Feel real good
Chorus
Wired (wired) (Repeat three times)
Lock my door
Close my blinds
With no subtle bias
The irrevocably pious
Posit any new Jesus
Would look just like me
He'd pick his teeth with the gristle
Then with a sneer
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile
Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
She was just 17,
Pious and pretty with a deadly disease,
And the weight of the world on her prosthetic shoulder,
And by the summer of '96,
Her
You look just like how I'ma be
Sacred geometry
In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
Three angels in kind, on time, go straight,
She was just 17;
Pious and pretty with a deadly disease,
And the weight of the world on her prosthetic shoulder.
And by the summer of '96,
Her body
fine
Up until the time we went out on a date
I was fine, I was fine
Now I'm getting dirty looks, I wonder what they'd say
If we were blind, we were
One, two, three, four
Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels
Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills
Peels off her dress and then the rest
and gone (note 2)
Mrs Casey when she heard the news
Sitting on her bedside, she was lacing up her shoes
Children, children now hold your breath (note 3
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