Lyrics:
Where the children play
Outside cooling all day
The new orleans way
Crawfish and turkey necks
Boiled shrimp, potatoes
Gotta and the corn and the sausage
CHILDREN, HcD ME SLEEPIN' OUT,
CcUSE Dc WIFE DROP cLL MY CLOTHES, BY HER DOOR MOUTH,
WIFE ScY SHE GON' FIND NEW McN, SHE GON' LEcVE,
SPENDIN' cLL Dc CHILDREN
like a Christmas tree
Surrounded by family
Deck the Halls with boughs
Of evergreen, let's pop some corn
And watch our favorite scene
Where the angel
we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill
Tonight down here in Linden Town
I watch the cars rushing by far from
grass, she swore by corn
That her true love had never been born
At the well below the valley o
Green grows the lily o
Right among the bushes o
He said,
An additional 20 million children hungry by 2050
Leading to displacement and refugees
By the way if you only care about the economy
Our GDP will decrease by 2.3
to survive
Children roadside selling cell phones and unwanted trinkets
I will remember the local roads
Beaten and eroded by rain and time
Huts built beside
Salad bars in this frigid town
Where the repo'd cars are blood-red brown
October stars flash numbers down for keno
Candy corn in an empty cart
You
the lord
Even if it's right or wrong know I'm ready for war
Who ready for war
I'm born ready
Shit we at war already
Children of the corn we in the maze
Daddy had only seen Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul
With a corn cob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes
Scream across the plains
Carry children through the corn
Seeking shelter from the bombs
Bullets flying overhead
Shot by those you thought were friends
the bread
Sheek, Zeke, Hell Rell
And I got some in the Feds
I contradict what ever the government says
For them boys on my back wit
Them bugs by my bed
They
You'd see it across the fields. clways a murmur of wind and wheat, blazing like gold in the sunlight.
Those people, planted corn and beans in their
We are born in the heart of the huricaine
We are the children of the corn the wind and rain
We are still searching for tomorrow living out today
Am
I'm a ninth brigade cook
And if you don't know a diet of corn beef and sand, slip a two bob in an old digger's hand
There was a time when I married
Michale Bublé is coming out his cave again
It's time to sing a song of winter
For the children kept inside
Oh Michael sing it nice
And play it for me
woman in the world
Rosita looks at her children
Playing in the yard, down by the Sequoia tree
She knows where her treasures are
Their laughter drifts
down to play with my children
Now I got bands, I'm playin' with millions
But, I can't lie and say, "I don't miss you"
Knowin' the I'm Him album
I. The Healing Colors Of Sound, Part 1
(Instrumental)
II. My Shoes
[God says]
Melt the ice by summer
Turn the grass from green to gold
Live
window at 6 in the morning
Cuz soon we'll all be children of the corn and
This is more than just another warning
Ya gotta be ready if it all ended tomorrow
The wheel has turned, he is reborn
So let the circle never end
Gives strength to seed and harvest corn
And leads us in our Pagan dance
Let us dance!
The wheel has turned, he is reborn
So let the circle never end
Gives strength to seed and harvest corn
And leads us in our Pagan dance
Let us dance!
and the blind
And those who don't eat meat
Do it for all the
Children of the corn
And the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials
And all the lies you done sworn
in the streets who ain't missed a beat
Do it for the deaf and the blind and those who don't eat meat
Do it for all the children of the corn
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