long, long-a years!) Weeping and a-wailin' tonight (Will you say cheer?) Weeping and a-wailin' tonight (But where?) Give me the food and let me grow; Let
O, America you're calling, I can hear you calling me... You are calling me to be true to thee, True to thee... I will be. O, America no weeping, Let
know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive? Let
and no angel passed through the silent tunnel. The tears I weep lies frozen cold... you've slipped away in the fire. Embrace me now in my final breath
weep they are slaves of fear and pain (that is ruled by a god insane). I know that the night will save us all O Lucifer, O Morningstar: as long we
away, death And in sad Cyprus let me be laid Fie away, fie away, breath I am slain by a fair cruel maid My shroud of white stuck all with you O prepare
[CLEF] Another MC lose his life tonight, lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa [CLEF] I haunt
Jakes:] Just pray this prayer with me... Say: Father (Father) forgive me (forgive me) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Please help me (help me) I love you (I love
're lining up to inspect you O children Poor old Jim's white as a ghost He's found the answer that was lost We're all weeping now, weeping because There
sprouted out a mustard seed See to me it's nothing could just as easily drown you or be what you breathe Enslaved by plastic I weep and dream of the
sleep. Thus, wedded to my woes, and bedded in my tomb, O let me dying live, till death doth come, till death doth come. In darkness let me dwell
for me inside your dictionary S-L-A-P Is that how you spell kiss in your dictionary C-O-L-D Pronounced as care S-H-I-T Is that how you spelt me in your
was living a lie He makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry He's a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ Coming straight out the box with a bowl o'
're lining up to inspect you O children Poor old Jim's white as a ghost He's found the answer that we lost We're all weeping now, weeping because There
grinning back. I've been here many times before; again the joke's on me. I know the score, but Deja-Vu ain't what it used to be. *O well for him that
head you know I shave my shit And you don't quit,I say you don't quit Cause i'm the protigal son you get well done,just like a stake give me a break
