Lyrics:
how good's this picture when the backgrounds gone?
And I still feel great about standing tall when everything went wrong,
And I am all alone,
Let
I'm not gonna tell you
Everything is great with you and I
I don't wanna think that
Life is perfect all the time
you know you try my patience
I know
Gods to pay
And the battle's begun
At the gate of the Land that is Hallowed for all
Their armies are great, much stronger than yours
"Outnumbered you're
the land of the free
The final hour has begun
Victory forever won
And still it stands
None for all
And all for one
The great disaster
For everyone
clean
For the scarlet stain that paints my soul to sleep
Runs way too deep
No blessed holy water
Can sanctify me in the eyes of God
The great I AM
the time
Nothing to face
Leave it behind the Rhine
As I lay down my burden by
The riverside
I vow to never cross again
The great divide
to people who shouldn't get it, while you go hungry and homeless. I also declare that I will do my best to bring this once-great nation down to the ground,
I cry at her bowl, dog's dying day
A bone in her bowl, a watery grave
See, I am a sailor, but I'm not so great
I keep fishin' for roadkill,
coming to their endings
But I will trust it's not the end
But a great beginning
I once heard a story told to me
About the great wonders of the deep blue sea
The sun was shining, making a silver shield
The moon and the stars
the rivers would run in reverse
And hurricane season this year will be worse
Wells in the desert all gushing with blood
Great giant palaces buried in
flavors:
O positive! O negative!
Oh the potpourri of A and B!
Blood's great, real or fake!
Lick your wounds and order a big, rare steak.
Inside your
it's time to ate
Say grace over food my providers was great
Sayin peace to mom and pop still alive today
I recall one of my cousins goin out
Not what you wear,
But just an air, of great repose.
You are quite perfect from your head down to your toes
Both night and day,
I am moved
on live tv
Hey people hang this man
His face seems antisocial
His nation let's enslave then
Great money is waitig there
Hey, babe, I've got a soul for sale
- bring damnation upon men!
Evil blast... Heirs of the Great Old Ones - baneful storm
Mighty creatures of darkness... arrayed in terror
Come forth
flesh!
Horror!...ghastly travesty head
Neckless body... mass of jelly flesh!
"I realised the thing had a great perception
For it saw me from
of the sleeping dogs
To steam the great machine and start
The ride
Shaking, and breaking
With the silence of a stranger passing by
With the breath of the morning
Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And dreamed of all the great
the air; the great Passover show
Every pew was taken, and we wore our Sabbath best
As we partied long into the night, on a skull-shaped hill of death
is into it and has a great time
For a dollar, a quarter, three nickels, and a dime
I'm home from the movies, the dollar fifty movies
I just saw
a problem with the world
And the problem with the world is me
So I will look no further than a mirror
That's where the offender hides
So great is my
some face
I can give you that great
We done that seven fifty nine
And you be feinin' that eight
You tell your friends that you fine
But they know you
freezing
And the summers hot and dry
Blow up the pool go swimmin'
In the paddock with the flies
No need for washing up it's great
The old red dog will clean
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