Lyrics:
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
and louder
Prisoner code T.H.X, 1-1-3-8
I'm a break the chains and litigate Bill Gates.
And Ricki Lake type intruders of your private life
It's like they
They shouted beat the prisoner hardy...
The weeks went by and no one spoke about it anymore
Or seemed to see the wreath Bill's mother hung upon the door
calculate how far I'm sunk
By torpedo love and dreary junk
By torpedo love and dreary junk
Hagiography, I'm no saint, me, I'm no saint, me
Hagiography, I'm
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
their forces
The sirens go off and on
The prisoners are on the run
Take them out one by one
Don't beg for mercy cause enough is enough
I state that this
(The world has been created by the drop of water)
Re sadhu bhai
(Oh Saint!)
khojat guru re hamara
(The Guru would provide you with the answers)
Khoj
(The world has been created by the drop of water)
Re sadhu bhai
(Oh Saint!)
khojat guru re hamara
(The Guru would provide you with the answers)
Khoj
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
By all Your saints in warfare
For all Your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blest
For You have won the battle
That they might
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
Is that smile for me?
Did You come by it honestly?
Can I show you around?
Can I help you tear your fences down?
'Cause I know you foster few
into my eyes
Luna surround me
With black and yellow pools of light
Fall by my window
Luna come to me tonight
I am a prisoner
Luna glide down from
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll
in all that grime? You have got The Clairvoyant, Prisoner, Heaven
Can Wait, released the 7th of November 1988 chart position number six! Yes!
me with Your kindness
Chased me down when I was lost
Where would I be if it wasn't for the cross?
Hallelujah, thank You, Jesus
I was a prisoner
It's an immediacy now that's in the glare of television
Crippled by your self-obsession and weight of indecision
You've reached the top by lying,
cousin of The Rock
I said a skinny cousin of The Rock
Yeah It's Dexter Saint Jock
What a beautiful girl like you doin' by herself on the island alone?
the relics were found) and
Interred here in Santiago...I picked up a CD collection of music emanating from
The pilgrimage route to Santiago, as well as a CD by
at the gates of Gloryland
Locked out just knocking at the gates of Gloryland
Stuck out in the wilderness again
Have mercy Saint Peter won't you hurry up
You're a saint
And I'm a sinner
You're a saint
And I'm a sinner
So you've seen those lies and heard my pain
I've been a demon, but you think
other prisoners free
Of course God is a mystery,
Beyond human capacity
But you know I can’t pretend He’s nonexistent
He or She or It or We
Divine,
Yeah
Condemned and criticized for what is true
Lifting his word above the lies they threw
Suppressed by the church of a stainless past
They are
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