Lyrics:
just filling the casket up
Floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister
Second-grade handwriting, simply read, I miss you
Suit-jacket
but the city that dreams, for sure
If by dreams you mean in nightmares
L.A, I'm a dreamer, but I'm from nowhere, who am I to dream?
L.A, I'm upset,
myself
It's the sins of the son that were cleansed by the father
Asylum is found in the hands of the daughter
Go blindly
Go slowly
I am a cancerous lech
For all His sons & daughters
Washed and purified in the blood
The perfect price of all mankind
This covenant is for you and me
No longer bound by guilt
is a new born wrapped warm
In a blanket of hugs surrounded by the power of love radiating smiles bright as the sun
Whether a son or daughter they'll be
dimension you have giving us
Abundant grace
For sons and daughters of the living God
This is my place
Where material doesn't matter anymore
Where we live by
He caught a big fish and cooked it for dinner
The way that the fishermen do
He feed his wife and his son and his daughter
From out of that river so
That's how they made us
Try to hold us in hate and it's making us heartless
cnd all you sons and daughters
Can never be washed clean
By the tainted holy
I missed the first steps my daughter took
The time my son played Captain Hook in 'Peter Pan'
I was in New York, said 'Sorry son, Dad has to work'
I
blazing like the sun
Mothers and daughters,
Fathers and sons
They held the light
Yes they did
And it shined all night
Oh, all night
And they took
and a father
Brenda pray she have a daughter, raise her right and make her smarter
Brenda scared to have a son 'cause he might turn out like his father
Her
made just to serve racists
To justify to doing to some
What couldn't be done
To others, but they all are our sons
Black or white all of our sons
Muslim,
up I think I'll tell you what I saw
The day your daughter Ellie and the judge's son went swimmin' in the raw
Is that supposed to be a party what you
they wanna bring down the R
Damn, this is breaking my heart (my heart)
'Cause from fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters
I am part of the music
that You would fall on sons and daughters
So come
I feel it in my bones, You're about to move
I feel it in the wind, You're about to ride in
You
and fire making love to give birth
To a sea of sons and daughters who warm their hands by the hearth
Denied the temptation of the incense
My shadow side, so amplified
Keeps coming back dissatisfied
Elementary, son, but it's soul
My love affair with everywhere
Was innocent, why do
the businesses and properties which were being run by elder sister and her son. But her husband was of the opinion that she was still young and still a student so
can do is close my eyes
and cry all the tears that my mother gave to me
my mothers a daughter so why even bother
to explain the pain of a son
Oh you
These jokes were approved by my son, it's OK.
My daughter, she's the fucking whackjob. My daughter, she was a pastry chef. Yeah, for three days. Three
Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons
It's hard to save a dollar, the way the world runs
You're the target market of a corporate joke
It
their sins
And afterwards I can finally go to Heaven
Drowned in the tub
By their own mum
Drowned in the tub
Daughter and son
Drowned in the tub
By their
to his face
Come on down to the gospel nation
Mount Zion by the sea
Wade into the water rescued sons and daughters
Shine the light of liberty that sets
She had two strapping daughters and a rather dull son
And a much duller husband who, at sixty-one
Elected to retire......and later on expire
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