Lyrics:
make him one of the in group when he's out
Thank you Mr. Fousman
One other announcement. Please hold your seats until released by the officer
And then go
in his wrinkled hands
A thousand songs in his mind
You can't keep your heart from lovin'
The song man when you hear him cry...
[Chorus]
"Song
Ose
This life i’m living Omo no be by power
Mogbe
Where would I be if not for You my Daddy
it’s all by Your grace that I’m here today
I know for
Of your trade,
You gigolo.
Of all the riches you've surveyed,
And all that you can lift,
I'm just another dollar that you made
In your long, long
collide
Your twice as hot
Wet through
The new extras
Get you by in life
High on life
I wonder what
Life would be like
If no more
Women were dykes
country now
He'll be singing for Toyota by the fall
That's not true
John's a patriot!
He's not like you
He's a-
Jesus Christ, it stinks here low
"Okay"
"All right?" "Right"
"One, two, three "
Cheerful face is wreathed in smiles
Can see him coming for miles and miles
As he passes by he'll catch your
the bastard steal our birthright
It will be our fault
The race is won by cunning
A terrifying dance
Too complex in the running
To leave it all to chance
But
know what it is that got into us
We don't breathe like the past,
We don't even try
The time will come by, when the devils defy
You better battle your own
peacefully
While you watch our backs
Your favour, your mercies
Are always on us
We put ourselves in tight situations
We go astray you never leave us
Your
Life
By Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you down
And every time you think you've
Avalon
In the countryside in England
With your red robe danglin' all around your body free
Let your red robe go.
Goin' ridin' down by Avalon
Would you
Start sayin' things like hell naw, hot damn
Yeah, and if you dip your toe
You'll get bit by the bug and wanna wait in line
And that's the kind
now
For stealing votes
Your life in our hands now
Held down by your throat
Power to the people say we find you guilty
In the name
the love, the true one
Do me a favour and spend your money in
Eatin', Livin', Lovin', Dreamin'
But please don't
Try to wake up all of your friends and maybe
me when the days are hot
The air in Quincy smells like butterscotch
John Martyn singing in the village green
"Happy as a man can naturally be"
Without
trawled back through time
In memory of all those I have loved.
The rainy season was in me;
A howling wind on a cruel sea.
You fight your enemies on your
Bricked up a kilo
Paneled down in the back door
All the while I'm riding
To auditions I'm not getting
Why do I keep on returning to you?
All
not looking, just to be surprised by such an old idea.
Just to see your life seen thought the eyes of Grace.
?Look across the table John, look across
You Thatcherites by name, lend an ear, lend an ear
You Thatcherites by name, lend an ear
You Thatcherites by name, your faults I will proclaim
your eyes
Feeling all lit up inside like the torches on Saint John's Eve
And I wanted to be wealth to you 'cause
You're above, you're above, you're
Bricked up a kilo
Paneled down in the back door
All the while I'm riding
To auditions I'm not getting
Why do I keep on returning to you?
All
speak with no obvious conviction?
I’ll take it from you I’m part of this.
Did you ever dream of peace in our time?
You couldn’t keep your people in
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy
Looka
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