Lyrics:
A blessed Angel came,
And unto certain Shepherds,
Brought tidings of the same...
How, that in Bethlehem was born,
The Son of God by name,
Oh
this crazy day with a silent night
What was it like back there in Bethlehem
With peace on earth, good will toward men?
Every shepherd's out in
a winter's day
And in the long ago
The dusty road to Bethlehem was
Trod by many feet
And in that throng, a donkey walked
A donkey small and gray
As donkeys
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you,
Where I'm from?
From the home of the jazz and the arts and the culture
Where the black people smile
Where I'm from? Where I'm from?
Where I'm from?
Tell them
Well we come down from the mountain
Come down
Come down to the plains
Come down
And we bring all we culture
Come down
Oil bucket and chains
down
Even when they were outnumbered
Because they knew the love they held for their culture
Was stronger than their enemy's hate
They felt that by
Marginalized by the gains, scams and profits.
The working class beaten by the fist of progress.
Lobbied subsidies, corporate mandated lies.
SIDE EFFECTS
Marginalized by the gains, scams and profits.
The working class beaten by the fist of progress.
Lobbied subsidies, corporate mandated
(Rebelling against the culture.
Being transformed.)
I'm in Rebellion
(Ya'll conformed to the ways of the world.
Or this age.)
I'm in Rebellion
(Welcome
and for lullaby music
Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem fold.
When he is King they will clothe him in grave-sheets,
Myrrh for embalming, and wood for
love me, just as I am
I put my trust in you
I won't be afraid
You shepherd all your sheep
You know me by name
My comforter, my best friend
Hold me
You're watching over me with love
You're my defender, shepherd of the flock
You're lighting up the path ahead
Oh Lord Your presence is with me every
"Cake Soap" Jackson
Millennium Humphrey Bogart mr culture
Mr palmer mr wary Wary
One Don pharaoh
Portmore Pioneer practitioner of Music
Pussy Pathologist
SIR/YES MAAM
Italy, YES SIR/YES MAAM
Germany, YES SIR/YES MAAM
Na dem culture, YES SIR/YES MAAM
For der, YES SIR/YES MAAM
Be teacher, YES SIR/YES MAAM
Go, tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
While shepherds kept their
Go, tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
While shepherds kept their
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
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came;
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings
My baby needs a shepherd
She´s lost out on the hill
Too late I tried to call her
When the night was cold and still
And I tell myself I´ll find
While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by night,
Behold throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light:
Go, Tell It
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you,
of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
Now digital we come
Digital we stay
Strictly roots and culture I come fi play
Special request and a popular demand to all the dancehall massive,
.jpg/222px-Cybill_Shepherd_(cropped).jpg "Cybill Shepherd")
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