Lyrics:
In the upper room with Jesus
Singing in tears blessed fears
Daily there my sins confessing
Beggin for his mercy sweet
Trusting his grace
with a stiff, stiff upper lip
Like a dog and I howl
I bite everything
And I'm big and I know
And I'll ball your thing
I keep a stiff upper lip
In the upper room with Jesus
Singing in tears blessed fears
Daily there my sins confessing
Beggin for his mercy sweet
Trusting his grace
with a stiff, stiff upper lip
Like a dog and I howl
I bite everything
And I'm big and I know
And I'll ball your thing
I keep a stiff upper lip
In the upper room with Jesus
Sitting at His blessed feet
Daily there my sin confessing
Begging for His mercy sweet
Trusting in His grace
Chinks do it. Japs do it
Upper Lapland little Lapps do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love
In Spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians
Chinks do it, Japs do it
Upper Lapland little Lapps do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love
In Spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and Lits do
Chinks do it. Japs do it
Upper Lapland little Lapps do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love
In Spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians
Pain-killered up, clearin' up bubbles like it's candy crush, yeah
We're trippin' on them uppers tonight (all geeked up), uh
Gassed up, girl, I hate
Chinks do it. Japs do it
Upper Lapland little Lapps do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love
In Spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians
Am I bad or mad or wise?
What if he's written "Mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip and fallin' back into the hedge maze
Oh, what
Feeling Upper, Upper
Feeling Upper, Upper
Feeling Upper, Upper
Feeling Upper, Upper
Yeah Ah check kgale nna re zula zula
Wa bona le nnou lyk lesilo
In the upper room with Jesus
Singing in tears blessed fears
Daily there my sins confessing
Beggin for his mercy sweet
Trusting his grace
In the upper room with Jesus
Sitting at his blessed feet (feast)
Daily there, my sin confesses
Begging for his mercy, sweet
Trusting his grace
the night before and I popped another one
Do you roll, roll, roll, like the stone?
Do you got more than two or three phones? Do you?
I'm fried, yes,
In the upper room with Jesus
Singing in tears blessed fears
Daily there my sins confessing
Beggin for his mercy sweet
Seeking help in loving
Or mad? Or wise?
What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh
Only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh what a way to die
I keep
Yes, I ain't gonna give nobody none o' my jelly roll, jelly roll
I ain't gonna give nobody none to save your soul
I said jelly, jelly roll
to blame
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly roll killed my pappy,
And wrung my mama stone blind.
to blame
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly roll killed my pappy,
And wrung my mama stone blind.
to blame
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly jelly jelly
Jelly stays on my mind
Jelly roll killed my pappy,
And wrung my mama stone blind.
and through?
It isn't roast beef, or ale, or home, or mother
It`s just a little thing they sing to one another
Stiff upper lip, stout fella
Carry on, old
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