Lyrics:
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
Scorn - is anything I can feel !
Hatred - against "my own flesh and blood" !
About murder - I think day by day,
to kill you pig, and to see how
I'm born again
Tired of playing pretend
Every day feels like it could be the end
As long as I'm with you I know we'll make it through
Every day used
creature laughed out its scorn to the dawn
The sun wasn't able to send down its light, swallowed by thoughts in my mind
Dark was my conscience, I was
I am a young sailor my story is sad
Though once I was carefree and a brave sailor lad
I courted a lassie by night and by day
Oh but now she has
another.
Driven hither by objective influences — thither by subjective
emotions — wafted one moment into blazing day, by mocking
hope — plunged the next into
Jesus
Help your people fight to follow
So wherever you go we'll be right by your side
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ, our Savior
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When
votes
(or, in places where they don't get to vote, to control unwanted forms of
mass behavior).
Environmental laws were not passed to protect our air
Shoulda made a move
Could've spent more time with you
I still think of you (Oh yeah)
I saw you when I passed by, when i passed by, when i passed
Flowing through the corridors
An inky black water of spite
Flowing now like a dearth torrent
The flood of scorn that is so rife
The absence of all
Blank familiar look in your eye
As cellophane daisies pass you by
So unlike you
To be wasting away
Heartbroken ever since the day
The jaguar took it
With wild cruel triumph Now, now is the hour!
O slave who dares my favours to scorn, to flout me behold!
I will scourge they pride! Bow, insolent
soul
Burning with a woman's scorn, way down in her soul
You better run, you better hide, for she's on the move
You never know what she'll unleash from
Riding out on the day of reckoning
The youngest of potential kings
Ready to take my place at the throne
Ready to take my place by force. Ride forth
All my life, I've sought a safer seashore
And felt like I wanted something more
Than to watch the days go by
What am I waiting here for
I've passed
Live each day like it's your last
'Cause you never feel the moment 'til it's passed (Hitmaka!)
Oh-oh
Time just keeps on ticking fast (you know?)
And life drifts slowly by in the provinces
Peter Foster goes to Gloucester for his first school day
Bites his teacher, sees a preacher and is taught
I was walking in New York City and I brushed up against the man in front of
me. I felt a cardboard placard on his back. And when we passed
made the darkness bright
Greater lights to rule by day
Lesser tights to rule by night.
Nothing or no one can change them
Adjust or even rearrange them
Their Lives Passed Them By
Babies speaking words of wisdom,
Even in the womb, they aren't spared from, impression,
If they live any length of time,
cross by apathetic scorn
By our misguided sight
A fool now with gold in his eyes
A dying monument
It falls
The aftermath is war
A war we can't contain
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
of my act now
I mean we would go toe to toe
But by the end of the day
Had our ducks in a row
What we arguing for
I'm sinking down to my core
I thought
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