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on your books, reminding me of the hope that you took
And the whole world I seem to disappoint
Cuz I'm not some saint you wish you could anoint
Heaven

grants me eternal youth so I'm envied by gods and men
I rule with fire and with fire I fight, prevailing with anger and might

My golden armor shines as I

"And the high priest said to Him
"I adjure you by the
Living God that you tell us
Whether you are the
Christ, the Son of God""

In the scriptures we find

matter
Brain splatter like ya falling off of Jacobs Ladder
The latter day saints' heavy appetites grow fatter 
Thinking, been thinking that I'm thinking

graceless to the ground
I saw it cross her then
It wouldn't be enough to bring you home
And I'm a saint now
I'm the patron of all beat-up dawn commutes
And I

Forget Myself

Elbow

Forget Myself [UK CD #2]

2005

and the hue of a woman on fire
Shop shutters rattle down and I'm cutting the crowd
All scented and descending from the satellite towns
The neon is graffiti

the king of Mars perfects his commentary skills

I'm a gold plated man monkey full of dollar bills

if you're happier, dial 1 now

don't be fooled by

skills
Leave him at a loss
At the sight of fruit in flight
Confections being tossed
In a moment, he is falling
Then caught by reindeer in midair
Wrapped up

We Need prod by Seec First Sounds written by Dwayne Dickey 



Call me Cuba Gooding Jr I been fighting temptations 

Flying nimbus I’m on cloud 9

the realness, this that straight raw

For me, mercy, have you any more? 
Cause I'm here again knocking at your door
I know I promised I won't sin anymore
Then I

The Big Noise from Winnetka

Bob Crosby Orchestra

Hits of '38

1993

Here comes the Big Noise!
Stop! Look! Listen! Here comes the Big Noise!

I am the one they call the Big Noise.
I'm looking fine and feeling sharp.
I

narcissistic
Plus a shark at business
My art is dark and twisted
On the roof I'm getting chased, by two cop vets
Trying to memorize my verse for DjBooth.net

shit you say, gon' remain, in my socket
Stare into the space, I'm falling off the starship
Sin you cannot save, sickens me like a droplet
Uh, caught up

I keep falling on my feet, and tumble down the street
Yet I will get up again, when it’s time to face the heat
Lies, I’m a saint or I’m a creep,

caught a bite
My soul never left nigga my angel's still falling right 
Right I never tell my right hand what my left hand is doing 
Born by the nick I'm

caught a bite
My soul never left nigga my angel's still falling right 
Right I never tell my right hand what my left hand is doing 
Born by the nick I'm

New slaves, weighed down by a gold chain
What’s a fool to a saint in the cold rain?
I don’t hear what they say, I don’t got time
Sky aligns and I’m

falling down my list
Always keeping my cool, I know how to move in a crisis
Nah I ain't no saint. I can improve, I know what I did
I'm a man of my word, so

better just call me baby I'm teething
My faculties of belief have been superceded by demons, capacity for the truth of a being in disagreement

And all I

crime? Just give us something
But the poor people will not be saved
Even by the ambulance, where is the faith?
Where's the faith
No one is saint
Now you

tripping and falling because it's progress So when the saints go marching, I know that we'll be alright
I know that times may be tough, but trust me, it's

you are falling for us, you are taking tha bate?

Ok, I'll give it a break, I'll take pause for a bit
Nah, I'm just messing with you, imma keep talking

I can see you're falling apart 
Your sole is bleeding 
I'm not hear to steel it 
I just wanna heal it
Your hurt, I feel it 
I know nobody gets it

Touched by Your hand
In awe, afraid
Falling in wonder, broken me
I'm lost in Your glory, oh lost

Visions of glory
Fill my eyes
Clads of Your splendour