Lyrics:
We`re gonna drink enough tonight to drown the average army
By New Year`s Day the next door neighbour will be goin' barmy
The milkman arrives
It was on a Friday evening wasn't nobody 'round
I was sitting by my window watching the sun go down
My baby came up to me saying daddy I got news
army was nearby
It did not occur to me that little Cropredy
Could be witness to the meeting of both sides
On June the 29th that year I was about my
you got to get off it
You got to get with it. Time for a swift kick
You see, I own this town. You best not come around
If you wanna get by, then cool
the cacosmia jeam）
Your small nest shake and crumble on the tree
Anyway,by my side,I'mma keep my brothers
Live or die man we need each other
If your
Followed by an army
An army of the immortal
An army of the dead
Secretly they can arrive
The enemy is fire
Ripped from their sight
Falling through
about Jesus of Nazareth
Miracle wonder man, hero of fools?
No riots, no army, no fighting, no slogans
One thing I'll say for Him, Jesus is cool
We dare
things are the same
But I miss my dad tonight
I walked by a Salvation Army store
Saw a hat like my daddy wore
Tried it on when I walked in
Still trying
Armies In The Alley (Ft. Tom Cheshire)
(Words and Music by Blake Rainey and Young Antiques)
From the first time I saw you
I knew you had a different
Uh
Darling, this world ain't for the faint of heart (nah)
Feel like we were made to fall apart (uh)
I could build your heart an army (yeah)
my sister had a nursery rhyme
set of figurines
she'd often let me play with them, i'd
set 'em up in different scenes
fifty plastic army men, led
Private, Mary Brown,
I've got her army serial number written down . . .
She's got bulgy eyes, but when she marched by,
I just had to look at her twice,
and the crop is lean
What's good is in the army
What's left will never harm me
I'm either their first breath of spring
Or else, I'm their last little fling
Hard work
Dedication
Hard work
Hard work
I got God on my side
Dedication
One man army
There ain't no time to waste
I'm a go in all week
I stay
Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
Atlantic City by the cold grey sea
Hear a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me
But
tryna not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
Now I'm the general of the ginchy army
What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
Hot
The Chetniks banished the mental patients from Jagomir to the city
That day, one of them holding the body of a dead sparrow by its claws
Came up
Lindbergh, she come dressed in red
Said: "I'd like to sleep in that pretty White House bed
In Washington, Washington"
Lindy said to Annie: "We'll get there by
passin' by
No one will help 'em now, no one will even try
It all runs together
This is his time at last (this is his time) his life is fading fast
(Oh Lord let it be the last foxhole)
He lived by my side on an Island in the sea
A place called Okeinawa and just like me
He was fighting in the army
money
Looks like I got my honey
Looks like I got my honey for free
But when the clock strikes twelve
And the army goes wild, and the army goes wild
Don’t
captains with the regiment.
A regular bedbug army, I know 'em by that bedbug scent.
Ev'ry thing was a nightmare, you can call it a dream if you choose.
me
My breathing?
The sleeproom still waits for me.
Join the army you can see the world
I remember this one patrol
Been liberating river towns
And we
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)
Well I woke up early with those
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