Lyrics:
still built up on lies
our history been kicked aside replaced by higher rise
steel and glass predominate this urban gentrify
ripped the very heart
to the womb
day by day - from birth
Page by page - the script we enact
To an unsound story of conquest and glory
By a culture about to collapse
Blood flows
Are you ready?
Are you ready now?
In the world of machines
- virtual machines -
Dominated by software
Everything is cold
Cold as ice.
on commercials. But plutocracies
In other words a government run by the rich such as this one
And traditionally oppressive European states
Force the third world
slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
And gained the whole wide world,
And almost lost our souls.
Some say we should have lead the way;
Take it over from Bob Marley.
Got brainwashed by
on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
While shepherds kept their watching
O'er silent flocks by
and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How
came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The son of god by name
O tidings of comfort and joy
to the ground
Crushed by their own greed
An unquenching need to destroy
Empires will fall by my design
Lust of power speeds
Time people need to destroy
that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds
and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came;
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How
NIGHTIME
Nightime as a shepherd
eating my third dessert
waiting to get higher than the time
goes by
Daddy i was lying
I’m no more in eden
it
should pray
To God with love this Christmas Day:
In Bethlehem upon that morn
There was a blessed Messiah born.
Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep
Their
should pray
To God with love this Christmas day
In Bethlehem upon that morn
There was a blessed Messiah born
Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep
Their
all learn
Just to be more kind in return?
If killing worked, it would have worked by now
Turn on your TV, see what we've done?
Our culture looks
There can only be one king
There can only be one king
There can only be one king
There can only be one king
Let a shepherd graze his sheep in lion ridden
We’re demeaning, and misleading
But it’s all part of the reason we need love
A departure, from culture, of the doubters,
Saying we can’t be enough
Sweet Jesus, my Savior
You are my faithful friend
You made me, You know me
And You see my every sin
And my soul is amazed
By this gift of Your
Turn your watch, turn your watch back,
about a hundred thousand years.
A hundred thousand years.
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet
by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
There's a shepherd in the dark
He stands forlorn
Can he see me in the stark and naked morning?
If you ain't reggae for it, funk out
No-one knocking at your door, funk out
Overpowered by funk, funk out
It's combatative, repetitive
Don't life
Decades of damnation, resulting in infection
Of a mindless population controlled by hypocrisy
Remnants of a nation, crumble into depression
A massive
.jpg/222px-Cybill_Shepherd_(cropped).jpg "Cybill Shepherd")
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