Lyrics:
We been saying "that's wrong, that's wrong"
Guess they really thought that we wouldn't catch on
Tired of always singing sad songs, sad songs
Singing
Samsonite /
Night of the Living Bassheads /
Head south for the summer /
Somersault and fall /
Into your Winter Wonderland /
Where bed springs sing this song
Whole time
Movement was shady
This was never the lessons
I gave you more than my loyalty
Mine was never in question
You used to say she writes the songs
I
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made
I walked all over the world so I
Could sing my songs to you
And to your most desperate emails I said
"this is what I do"
I walk like thunder walk
shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.
Moves, Singing Your Songs You Try to Make the Weak Ones Strong by singing
Sing Out Your Heart If You Feel Lonely
Sing Out Your Heart If You Feel Glad
Sing
night
Singing sad songs
Cause you don't treat me right
I won't be there
I don't need you by my side
I don't wanna break down
Just to crawl right back
the weary road
And hear the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time
the prince of peace their King
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing.
the prince of peace their King
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing.
the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When
home was lonesome
Missed my mother, she was gone
All of my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone
Will the circle be unbroken
By
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin
get along with T Jones, so he rolled jack
I was on Prozac before I was 12
Spent my senior year in high school, sittin' in jail
To no avail, I was
Oh, but that's okay. I can do lots of things when I'm alone.]
What do I do when I'm alone?
Well, sometimes I sing a little song.
La, La, La, La, La,
the little white church in the dell
They would sing them old songs of Rock of Ages
Oh Christ, let me hide myself in thee
And I know some of them are now
gonna live in fear
Don't wanna shed a tear
But babe you've got a lock on everything I do wrong
Everything I run by you
So I'll just sing my sad songs, it
the bih move on go and sing a new song
Gotta new jawn here’s a cool bone
You can go and what you want but she only want more
But I only want guap let’s
children's cheeks. I would want to sing to her. Every song I've ever produced in my life. I would show her how I even made it as a recording artist in
the prince of peace their king
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing
sing
For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new
Whattup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
Jones to Jim Jones
I get the d-down like syndrome
I get are-round like rims on, the ghetto King Kong that sing songs
And made a BILLION DOLLARS
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