Lyrics:
(two shots)
アガれ now 歌えオンヘヤ
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット (two shots)
ノリな more 歌えオンヘヤ
祝杯 (sippin'), 姿
Reverend Bill Funderburk sings "He Cared That Much For Me"
Charles Surratt introduces his own composition "On Calvary For Me"
"The Joy of Knowing
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Entertainers like to seem complicated
But we're not complicated
I can explain it pretty
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
You are the feeling in my mind
That there is something more to life
You are the keeper of my soul
And there is something you should, you should know
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
baby one more kiss, it brings a little luck to the night
Artists got their easels, they're ready on the mark
Gonna try and take the pictures
always in a fight 'cause I can't do nothin' right
Every day I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin' back at me
I'm a hazard
true artist
Makes him aware that our Nation falls
Short of it's highest potential
I see little of more importance to
The future of our country and
Our
always in a fight 'cause I can't do nothin' right
Every day I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin' back at me
I'm a hazard
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels at her command to send
Four more seasons, for all that's broken to mend
Witnessing the torment deep inside this hell
Salvation never comes only human sacrifice
Artists of the never dead artists of the night
For artists
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
of a Range
But Vevorine, had a special friend called Heroin
She told me, that's how she met Ray Charles and Marvin Gaye
But back then, I ain't gon' front, I
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
what I got
Help me love what's in front of me
Help me want more of my wife and more of my friends
And help me serve the city I live in
And not wish
forms because they destroy illusion and reveal truth.
The artist was attempting to make art more than something to just look at,
they wanted it
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels at her command to send
Four more seasons, for all that's broken to mend
cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows
I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you
Hello, it's me
"Pop goes pop artist
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