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I don't get it all these people
Staring down from the steeple

Start to pale

I don't get it all these people

It's getting hard hard to see you
Face

the steeple
Lay down the law
You are the leader of the people

You're a dream, a revolution
Dream babe, a revolution

at your steeple

I was raised in black and white
Bathed in Indiana light
The bible belt was buckled tight
We lived without a care
The shadow of your steeple lay

there really any difference?
or is it something that we choose?
whether its a minaret or steeple
we're just people

did you hear about what happened?

to forgive me
Swing me from the steeple, not a leader of no people
Got a demon beckoning
And this hellhound is always at my heels

You said you don't wanna be

With terrible people
I don't have a church
I don't own a steeple
My little problems
Won't be a hit on Hulu

Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

E'en so here below, below
Let steeple bells be swung
And "Io, io, io!"
By priest and people

Oh how you doin
Good to see you
Oh how you doin

Here's the church
Here's the steeple
Open up and see all the people
Read a verse
Feel the curse
When

Overlooking the river
The town and the people
And the church steeple

Sweet sweet Jolene
Never stood fast
Swept off her feet
Now she's seldom seen
Young

and here's the steeple
And locked inside are the little people
With names and lives that we lost in the flood
With names and lives that we lost in the flood

we'd get away cause we're in a steeple
They twist the Word now we're looking feeble
Will there be a day we are treated equal
Cause being black it is

X-Tra Nipple

Ass Ponys

Some Stupid with a Flare Gun

2000

the steeple
I'm so fascinated 
By these special people

Tall and black as Rouen steeple
And he breakfasts, dines, rely on it
Every day on naughty people

Baby, baby, if he hears you
As he gallops past

searching 
For a decent place to land 
Broken people 
Breaking people 
Here's the church 
And here's the steeple 

And a thousand years from now 
None of us

steeple, bid good people come adore the newborn King
Born of mother, blest o'r other, ex Maria Virgine
In a stable, 't is no fable, Christus natus hodie

Pixelated dreamers turning into plastic people
Simulated thinkers praying in a plastic steeple
Repressing our fears and irrepressing our shadow

There's a Small Hotel, song (from "Jumbo") [From On Your Toes]

Romantic Strings & Orchestra

There's No Business Like Show Business: The Best of Broadway

2002

the window
You can see a distant steeple
Not a sign of people who
Wants people?
When the steeple bell says,
"Good night, sleep well,"
We'll thank

Fairytale

Roger Whittaker

Very Best Of V.2

2001

cockroaches are standing by watching the fun
I hear three bluebells ringing in a steeple of heather & roses
I can hear them so clear as I glide by

There's a Small Hotel

John Mauceri

On Your Toes [1983 Broadway Cast]

1988

the window
You can see a distant steeple
Not a sign of people who
Wants people?
When the steeple bell says,
"Good night, sleep well,"
We'll thank

                 Is a groan.
        cnd the people—ah, the people—
       They that dwell up in the steeple,
                 cll alone,
        cnd who tolling,

Eclipse the Sheltered
Embrace a glacial, dying sun
Benumbed and splintered
Watch as the steeples burn

Bear your cross
Fall down thrice
Invert

and all sorts of malefic fun, that's all.

Run the school and burn the people.
Wed the forest, watch the steeple.
Never run to help the people.
one, two,

If I could drown myself without feeling
I'd have done it weeks ago
My heart is far past caring
Whither my soul goes

The steeples my father preached