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Bottles by
And it's just another day in Heaven South
A little country angel like you've never seen
Took a pair of scissors to a pair of jeans
You pick her up
Liquid spinning, glinting
Pixelated pattern arachnid
Spit it out, lunch in my mouth sour cream and blueberries
Sour Cherry Warheads, Fruit by the Foot
I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in
And then a little light from Heaven filled my soul
He bathed my heart in love and wrote my name above
Away in a manger
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the heavens
Looked down where He lay
of national security, making anti-muck
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by
you and me
We were blessed by the minister
Who practiced what he preached
We were blessed by the poor man
Who said heaven is within reach
We were blessed by
Heaven only knows, Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows, Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows, Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows, Heaven only knows
Get yourself a monkey gland and then let's
Go, my little dearie
There's the Darwin theory telling me and you
To do the Monkey Doodle Doo
more cleverer
My sweet little religion
My sweet little religion
You mean everything to me
My sweet little religion
My sweet little religion
How does it
just south of Heaven
Don't want to' think you can have it all
'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven
There's a little girl they call the sweet
to heaven by the grace of God in me,
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three
Across the bridge (across the bridge)
There'll be no sorrow (there'll be
why but I still hold on
To our little piece of heaven
Like if I'm still 11
Who would've known that by 21
What we had would end up broken
I don't know
The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my
a little more gray
And it feels like things won't ever be the same
Heaven got another angel the night
You left this world behind
Heaven got a little better
I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in
And then a little light from heaven filled my soul
It bathed my heart in love and wrote my name above
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See
Christ, you’re controlled by the state
You’re talking rhetoric and noise
And Never no joy
Misery and hate all up in ya face
Ye of little faith always
your prayers
'Cause heaven's gonna wait for you
All your golden crosses
Hangin' by a single thread
Remember what you are
And forget what the good book
Know the cops still in love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit of heaven
All I want, is that a lot?
Until I get it, ain't no telling me
and Bryce
My groove theory is that when you too cheery
They try to bring you down to the level they at
Well when they are all unhappy, then it gets
hell I've never been so close
I don't wanna let go but I need help
Can anybody hear me, I'm hanging by a thread, shine a little light
So heaven If you
understand what you mean to me
Mean to me
Mean to me
If you wanna take this by little by little
We don't have to get caught up in the middle
I'm done fighting
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