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Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor

me for the bad?
Will you march along with me in my parade?

In my Parade. In My Parade   
Will you dance along with me in my parade?
When they roll me

of wonderful things
Come with us, Dolly

I will, Irene, I will!

Before the parade passes by
I'm gonna go and taste Saturday's high life
Before the parade

of my time I been spending alone
The head in the music my face in the phone
Ignoring the people that only be fucking with me
When I'm helping with one

all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me

all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me

The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging

Genesis

The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway

1974

be doing well with trade.
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality.
That evens out their personality.
With profit potential marked by a sign,
I can

way, so make way"

That's what the captain say

Down St. Charles and Esplanade

Here comes the big parade

Throw me somethin' mister

I wanna dance with

only way get through
And even when the music's left you, babe
You gotta find some way to groove

Save it with the face
Our horribles parade
Finds a way

the pestilence and plague
as his blindness was assuaged

By the time, the third one hit the ground
sadly weakened by the rain
he saw the soldiers come, with their

direction (yeah)
Bumped him a bit, excused his imperfection
But the man with the lady grabbed the other by the neck
Demanded an apology and also respect

Description Of A Fool

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

Fool, defined in Webster's
Open up the book, read it, read it
Turn the page, see what it says
Read it to me, will you please?

(One who acts

films
Like Butch held hands with the Sundance Kid
I think of all the stuff we should've did

Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers

flow is ten
My show is ten
You know it's ten
So if you ain't down with webster, don't pretend to be
I got the whole crowd throwing up a ten for me 
Ten

the sun shines brightly
(Rain on) It will rain on my parade
(Rain on my parade)

You've heard my story, blow by blow
Please don't worry about me cause I

could go in a cage and
Fight and knock out Kimble Slice
I live by the gun, die by the gun
Just to get closer to heaven with
Pimp C and Big Pun
This is

I'm telling you go get away You will not rain on My parade.
Will keep marching and if you step with hate.
I'm telling you go, get away x3
You will not

it down on fools right now
With that rebel music
It's that rebel music, that that rebel music

Throw your shit in the air
It's that rebel music
Like

hounded out by
Everyone! Met with hatred
Everywhere! No kind word from
Anyone! No compassion
Anywhere!

Christine, Christine why, why?

(RAOUL and GIRY

murderer!
He must be found!

Hounded out by everyone!
Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone!
No compassion anywhere!

Christine,

our often-entered vagina
We learned to our amazement
Untold tale of scandal
Two long centuries buried in the musty vault
Hosed down daily with a gagging

C'mon!

B-B-B-Baby, Baby 
Everybody, Let's get down! Get down!

Welcome to the hero's parade
Curtains up!  C'mon!

Oh, whoa Don't stop the music!!
Oh, whoa

Rose Parade

Elliott Smith

Either/Or

1997

You asked me to come down and watch the parade
To march down the street like the Duracell bunny
With a wink and a wave from the cavalcade
Throwing

You asked me to come down and watch the parade
To march down the street like the Duracell bunny
With a wink and a wave from the cavalcade
Throwing