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As a young boy daddy used to tell me stories
Do your thing my son the world is yours The winds of fury will lead to paths of glory Take it in your stride my son the world is yours You can only find the gold by digging in the dirt If your gonna play with fire,then you're gonna get burnt You can never reach the heighst and avoid the hurt yeah The world is yours As a young boy daddy used to tell me stories Do your thing and sing the world is yours The winds of fury pave the way to paths of glory Keep your self onside ny son and the world is yours Yeah you might have it all but you'll still want more There's a law for the rich and another for the poor There's a golden key unlock all the doors And the world is yours The world is yours The world is yours,the world is yours There,s a time and a place for everything Not a man alive you owe a thing From the stars in the sky to the ocean floor the world is yours The world is yours The world is yours,the world is yours People say they're never gonna turn away And then wnen it comes on top They'll be firs to turn their backs away First whose heads are gonna drop First to slowly fade away So remember all your days the world is yours and all the world contains Well you might have it all but you'll still want more There's a law for the rich and another for the poor There's a golden key unlocks all the doors And the world is yours,the world is yours The world is yours,the world is yours |
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You can't erase or re-arrange
You can't rewind you can't go back You gotta get your life on track Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate We're all walking in the dark Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate Just as life is for living So love is for giving Life's no simple situation There's the added complication That the reason that we're here nobody knows In all creation You can't erase or re-arrange You can't rewind you can't go back You gotta get your life on track Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate We're all walking in the dark Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate Just as life is for living So love is for giving Life's no simple situation There's the added complication That the reason that we're here nobody knows In all creation You can't erase or re-arrange You can't rewind you can't go back You gotta get your life on track Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate We're all walking in the dark Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate You lit a fuse You can't return You might get burned you can't go back You gotta beck your life on track Reactivate and celebrate the day Don't hesitate to step over all obstructions In your way See that life is for living So love is for giving Life's no simple situation There's the added complication That the reason that we're here Nobody knows in all creation |
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Free that girl
The one that glows she knows She rules the world Free that girl The one that glows she knows She rules the world She said Call me sister rose I'm at war with all these posers And these frauds I want 'em out Let freedom reign Let hope stand firm on fields uf doubt Then she led me by the hand And took me to the promised land Free that girl The one that glows she knows She rules the world She said I'm just like a rose I'm beautiful and I can hurt you With my thorns Don't squeeze too tight 'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite She said Call me sister rose I'm at war with all these posers And these frauds I want 'em out Let freedom reign Let hope stand firm on fields uf doubt She said take me by the hand as I can lead you to the promised land She said I'm just like a rose I'm beautiful and I can hurt you With my thorns Don't squeeze too tight 'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite 'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite |
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Until I draw my last breath on this earth
And death it takes me as is promised from your birth I know I got so much living to do I'll be so long asleep the lord I'll pray my soul to keep A place to stay the lord shall grant me sanctuary For peace of mind the lord I'll ask for sanity Seek and I shall find a place of rest for sanctity Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed To the plight of the African child We get along it's all about the chemistry Up there way beyond the mere exchange of pleasantries Please don't she'd no tears it's all about the energy Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed To the plight of the African child A place to stay the lord shall grant me sanctuary For peace of mind the lord I'll ask for sanity Seek and I shall find a place of rest for sanctity Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed To the plight of the African child And so when all is said and done I'll count my blessings spread my wings and fly, fly home |
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Beauty's only skin deep
And the body is a shell If somebody shares a secret Then you're not supposed to tell Everything is changes Nothing stays the same No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame Some men spring surprises And some are good as gold It's gonna take until hell freezes Before I'd ever sell my soul Everything is changes Nothing stays the same No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame Stay close be free Free like the fishes in the see Stay close together Be as one The works of wonder still to come Those who say they know so Well they don't know a thing 'Cause those who know don't say so It's the joy of love to bring Everything is changes Nothing stays the same No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame Stay close be free Free like the fishes in the see Stay close together Be as one The works of wonder still to come Another day has just begun The treasures of the night to come The victory already won The works of wonder to be done yeah Everything is changes Nothing stays the same No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame |
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Eyes were bloodshot
Lips were red hot At the greatest show on earth At the feeding of five thousand Well I don't know what you heard Eyes were bloodshot Lips were red hot Sweet bliss fragrance fills the air Resuscitating all the breathless Reviving eveybody there Two fishes as the spirit FIve loaves of bread the soul At the feeding of five thousand Where the baskets overflowed Love is reaches through the darkness Loves the king of golden rules Bombs are falling as we're dancing To this man made sonic boom Love is reaches through the darkness Loves the king of golden rules Golden rules, golden roles Eyes were bloodshot Lips were red hot At the greatest show on earth At the feeding of five thousand Well I don't know what you heard Eyes were bloodshot Lips were red hot Sweet bliss fragrance fills the air Resuscitating all the breathless Reviving eveybody there Two fishes as the spirit FIve loaves of bread the soul At the feeding of five thousand Where the baskets overflowed |
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Sweet dreams my little amigo
Barefoot and homeless in Rio De Janiero Sleepin' on the step of a church Whose doors are locked Livin' in a cardboard box Inside at the shrine The Priest sips fine wine Dines on fine food and looks for a sing No mother no father No shoes nor a bed No place to relax and rest his weary head Where his next meal will come from Nobody knows But everyone can see the church is covered in gold Wish I had a home With ten million rooms I'd open up the doors And let the street children through Wish that I could scoop All of those children in my arms And give the love they need And to protect them all from harm Wish I had a home With ten million rooms I'd open up the doors And let the street children through Wish that I could scoop All of those children in my arms And give the love they need And to protect them all from harm Wish I had a home With ten million rooms I'd open up the doors And let the street children through Wish that I could scoop All of those children in my arms And give the love they need And to protect them all from harm |
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What a beautiful feelin' it is to be real
How do you feel? How the guilty will fall 'Cause they're guilty as sin Let it begin I heard it from on high Heard it was a lie Jesus die at crucifixion Lies from emperor constantine To control your mind Lord there'll be some resurrection The church had to apologise For crimes in times For all the profits Overseeing slave plantations So it comes as no surprise The church has brutalised After all the first slave ship they named It Jesus Some folks are hollow Got no tomorrow Happiness can neither Beg steal or borrow Some folks are hollow Got no tomorrow Happiness can neither Beg steal or borrow Where's all the art and gold That the Nazis stole In the Vatican with his holiness the Pope of Rome How the guilty will fall 'Cause they're guilty as sin All this talk Of who is and who isn't getting in! Some folks are hollow Got no tomorrow Can't smile faces And the flock won't follow Some folks are hollow Got no tomorrow Happiness can neither Beg steal or borrow |
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You couldn't have planned it
I don't understand it Don't know why you went and threw it all away Yesterday We had it all and you threw it all away I don't know why you couldn't stay Yesterday You should have believed it You would have recived it yeah Hello to the woken Goodbye to all the broken Word is spoken yeah You couldn't have planned it I don't understand it Don't know why you went and threw it all away Yesterday We had it all and you threw it all away I don't know why you couldn't stay Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday Hello to the woken Goodbye to all the broken Word is spoken yeah You were all wrapped up in a blizzard Coke choked up to the gizzard On a snowy summer day You were all wrapped up in a blizzard Coke choked up to the gizzard Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday |
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Good day to you my friend
Me and you forever We will be together Until the very end And if there is not end my friend Through fire we'll walk and start again My precious friend Come into the lions den We'll see what you're made of then Step out in the morning light Come in where the lights so bright Come into the lions den We'll see what you're made of then Step out in the morning light And see my friend You might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb Yeah you might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb With a gun up in your hand All your heat is canned What a trip before the fall And so it is my friend Me and you forever So sure we'll meet again My precious friend Come into the lions den We'll see what you're made of then Step out in the morning light And see my friend You might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb Somebody point the finger Yeah you might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb Just to put you in the picture Somebody point the finger You might as well be hanged for a sheep As for a lamb The youth been demonised The young criminalised By society despised for being young Neither cherished nor recognised Lionized or even prized By their govermental guide to being free Just you and me |
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So what the fuck is this UK
Gunnin' with this US of A In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan Does not a day go by Without the Israeli Air Force Fail to drop it's bombs from the sky? How many mothers to cry? How many sons have to die? How many missions left to fly over Palestine? ‘Cause as a matter of facts It's a pact, it's an act These are illegal attacks So bring the soldiers back These are illegal attacks It's contracts for contacts I'm singing concrete facts So bring the soldiers back What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor So tell me just how come were the Taliban Sat burning incense in Texas Roaming round in a Lexus Sittin' on six billion oil drums Down with the Dow Jones, up on the Nasdaq Pushed into the war zones It's a commercial crusade ‘Cause all the oil men get paid And only so many soldiers come home It's a commando crusade A military charade And only so many soldiers come home What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor Soldiers, soldiers come home Soldiers come home Through all the blood and sweat Nobody can forget It ain't the size of the dog in the fight It's the size of the fight in the dog on the day or the night There's no time to reflect On the threat, the situation, the bark nor the bite These are commercial crusades ‘Cos all the oil men get paid These are commando crusades Commando tactical rape And from the streets of New York and Baghdad to Tehran and Tel Aviv Bring forth the prophets of the Lord From dirty bastards fillin' pockets With the profits of greed These are commercial crusades Commando tactical raids Playin' military charades to get paid And who got the devils? And who got the Lords? Build yourself a mountain ? Drink up in the fountain Soldiers come home Soldiers come home Soldiers come home Soldiers come home What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor |
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