Lyrics:
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in
When he used to make
of the enchantment Navajo
I have seen your redrock
Canyons out of gallop
I have walked upon your Arizona hills
At crownpoint I watched an artists painting
All
so cagey
He's a flim flam man
Hands off the man
Flim flam man
He's the One In the Trojan Horse Making
Making out like he's Santa Claus
Oh Lord,
on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in
When he used to make
words, "Send for the law," uh
Two words, Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad
Red, white blue,
on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Tommy's doing his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make
hand
Caught in a still life
Surrounded by shadows
And lost in a background of blue
If I were a painting
My price would be pain
And the artist
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
in the air
Throw your hands in the air
Hey fellas, tell 'em what they dealin' with
Big house, throw your hands in the air, big boats
Big cars,
The kids all laughed at Tommy's doll but Tommy didn't care
Cause he felt so much better when that little doll was there
His mom and dad were busy
gonna be syndicated
You sit with your knees together
All the time your breath is bated
(Hand in hand) no, don't ask me to apologize
I won't ask you
And it's all being witnessed now by you.
The faces of the children
In the artist's loving hands
Are all returning
Into sand
The waters of the oceans
Like
The grabbing hands grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
The grabbing hands grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
Korea?
You know I've been a boss for my whole career
I'm 'bout to jet in the Lear
And put more than my hands in the air
Hands in the air, put your
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
words, "Send for the law," uh
Two words, Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad
Red, white blue,
there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome Columbia recording artist Bob Dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory,
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
a weather station
Artists and repertoire
Hand in hand through the greater way at dawn
The writing on the wall said, "Jesus saves"
The writing
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
can spot an artist every time
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened long ago
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened
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