Lyrics:
in New Orleans
Did it for soulja slim brought out b.g.
Its all love bun, I'm forgiving you pimp c
You know how the pimp be
That nigga go'n speak
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
on the seventh day
His love wearing no disguise
Some say death to the radical
He's way out of line
Some say praise be the miracle
God sends a blessed sign
around me
Make some coffee and stare out into the black night
I lie awake, I lie awake sir
With my machete by my side
My Jesus your gracious love
by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams
all?
Jesus will help you with all his name you call
He's always there hearing every prayer, faithful and true
Walking by our side, in his love we
by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams
Oh little town of bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets shineth
are open
Looking up above
He too is dreaming of his daddy's love
With his dad by his side
Got his dad by his side
Can you recall
How you took me
From the darkness
I called Your name
Into darkness
Your mercy came
You called me out
Lifted me up
How great is Your love
You bore my
Legendary hearts
Tearing up apart
With stories of their love
Their great transcendent loves
While we stand here and fight
And lose another night
the drum
He was in a class
By himself, by gum!
Poor Johnny one-note
Got in Aida
Indeed a great chance to be brave
He took his one note
Howled like
Love love is all around
Not very much of His childhood was known
Kept His mother Mary worried always out on His own
He met another Mary for
When a motherfucker steps out his place
And gets slapped in his motherfuckin face
Just because the motherfucker tried to base
The G.O.D., the G.O.D
who is thrown out of work
By the boss who is thrown for a loss
By the skirt who is doing him dirt
The world is a stage; the stage is a world
the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
What color is love [3x]
We've got a long
his head like mine will bow
He'll give his heart but all in vain and someday say you win again
You have no heart you got no shame you take true love
gettin' on the water
Fish porn, fish porn
That's the diagnosis
His childhood dream was to be a great magician
Disappear into thin air and become
the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
What color is love [3x]
We've got a long
Hopelessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
(What can I do)
(You win again)
The news is out
All over town
That you've been seen
Just a running 'round
I know that I
Should leave, but then
I
of Great! Great! Decision!
The doctor is making his first incision
One goes here - one goes there
The ether tube's leaking says someone who's sloppy
The many years have gone by
You still hear her sigh
No kiss was like this
And though the town fell out of love with him
And called him a few unkind names
The news is out, all over town
That you've been seen, a-runnin' round
I know that I should leave but then
I just can't go, you win again
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