Lyrics:
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children in any way they could
(oof!)
By pouring their
been a fallin'
Fallin' one by one
For a judge they murdered
And a judge they stole
Now de judge he gonna judge her
For all dat he's a worth
Unmentionable by name
Searching for my double, looking for
Complete evaporation to the core
Though I tried and failed at finding any door
I must have thought
it's easier not to be wise
and measure these things by your brains
I sank into eden with you
alone in the church by and by
I'll read to you here,
his life
We were blessed by the teacher
Who didn't have a degree
We were blessed by the prisoner
Who knew how to be free
We were blessed
Yeah, we
a blackboard high above you,
If a shooting star goes by,
I'll use that star, to write I love you,
A thousand times across the sky.
One thing isn't very
what you've got, make them all believers
For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher
Kris Kristofferson - Help Me Make It Through The Night; Bob
been a fallin'
Fallin' one by one
For a judge they murdered
And a judge they stole
Now de judge he gonna judge her
For all dat he's a worth
When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
My mother she was a fisherman's wife
She was scrubbing floors most
People ('round and 'round and 'round)
People make the world go 'round ('round and 'round and 'round)
Teachers on strike, no more school today
hide, oh, they won't tell you
Watching the world, watching all of the world
Watching us go by
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley
And you
People ('round and 'round and 'round)
People make the world go 'round ('round and 'round and 'round)
Teachers on strike, no more school today
Noce pełne snu
I na drogę dam ci jeszcze
Zapach dzikich róż
Dam ci wiosny i jesienie
Niebem zwiążę je
I nadzieję dam ci jeszcze
Byś pamiętał że
Pod
you, watching the world
To float your climb
Watching all of the world
Watching us go by
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley
And you
Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window
And looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads
I
And my books and my dogs at my feet
My friends by my side
My past in a heap
Thrown out most of my things
Only kept what I need to carve
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my love
Teachers
Somehow we're sent by fools
No better when we're lost
I fell into your shoes
But only one
Hoping to be shown
A leaner curfew
Hopeful senseless sins
rany.
Nie musisz się bać,
By powiedzieć po prostu
Kocham Cię, Jezu mój.
Kocham Cię
Oto jestem pod krzyżem Twoim, Panie.
Oto jestem pod krzyżem Twoim,
And his love will be his vision
And he'll take you where you stand
And will you stand your life by his
And help the boy become a man?
And he'd
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
Me and my, me and my friends
Like two sweet peas
In an even sweeter pod
That's my friend
And my friends named
Crying rider, please pass by
All you men who should have been
Your fathers beat you down
Your mothers loved you badly
Your teachers stole your
In the cold of the evening, they used to gather.
Neath the stars in the meadow, circled near the old oak tree.
At the times appointed.. by
Unmentionable by name
Searching for my double, looking for
Complete evaporation to the core
Though I tried and failed at finding any door
I must have thought
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