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Our Disease · The Right Disease · Down with Disease · Shake the Disease · Spreading the Disease · The Nightly Disease · Nameless Disease · Anxious Disease · A Diamond for Disease · A New Disease Is Born – and 22 other albums »
Give me release I need a peace (John 16:33) Stop the disease the Spirit sees I need a touch Hurts so much Give me a hand Hit me Lord now (Acts
could win. Now I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe And I'm doing what I know For God and the Economy, Big brother watches over me And the state
and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square Working Live S&M shows Twenty-five bucks [a fuck] And John's a happy man She wipes the filth away
and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square Working live S&M shows Twenty-five bucks a fuck And John's a happy man She wipes the filth away And it's
and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square Working live S & M shows Twenty-five bucks a fuck And John's a happy man She wipes the filth away
and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square Working Live S&M shows Twenty-five bucks [a fuck] And John's a happy man She wipes the filth away
Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor Feel like a old disease Doctor, doctor, doctor Get your sweet ass
We aren't ourselves Brains on the shelf We'll all wake up When Ringo buys a rifle We live we breathe We spread disease That all must end When Ringo
Don't keep me framed like this, yo You got me in the wrong state, wrong phase man This is just my face This not what I am Trapped like 'john' mac
like a disease Until it all comes 'round again Was John the only dreamer? Sleep with one ear close to the ground And wake up screaming When we lay our
He was born diseased with a twisted mind His hands his feet his elbows tied Sleeps by the day and in the night he crys The bastard son
The dollar went down and the President said "Who's in charge, now?" I don't know, take your pick. A new disease every day and the old ones are
He wasn't famous but I sure did love him I've got his picture in a little frame He lost his life to a big disease before it even had a name But
Last week I had the strangest dream where everything was exactly how it seemed where there was never any mystery of who shot John F Kennedy It
You see that girl over there - With big sunglasses on? She can't take her eyes off you She's up and down 'bout seven times to the john She's
a thriller with romance and disease Diary entry 9th of May '62 We've had some ugly babies but none were quite like you Diary entry '62 end of May It
peers then friends It's because your means had caught up with you ends Jaws are wagging "the one or the two" Eager to put John Hancock on the who's
agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road. I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt. I couldn't tell her what my
a stalker Well maybe she's delusional or obsessed Or has a psychological disease But everyone's entitled To idiosyncrasies Or maybe she's peaking in
figa is a killer Catch disease turn ina madda Mi seh anything can happen word from di farda Ow many people sing ina dem song Ow many people put
a noose Thank you! For killin my seed Givin me disease, then blamin me - thank you! Thank you! For takin my land and food Thank you! For rapin my women,
the steady con She told me "you're about to be a papa, John" And I just looked around and tried to crawl into the nearest hole You know what you've gotta
grieves my heart full sore We were forced by famine and disease To emigrate across the seas From that sore, opressed island that they called the shamrock
Check the method when I constantly flow, No joke like the pronto, loud so, John Doe up in his condo in Toronto, Can hear the way foot comes down,
MONEY IN THE CHURCHES IT'S GOD TO A JOHN IT'S A HOOKER IN A DESPERATE SEARCH FOR LOVE WHAT'S YOUR ADDICTION WHAT GETS YOU HIGH WHAT'S YOUR ADDICTION