all the time and "do things" like they did as boys. The Lord loads up and with the help of the children, fires off an inspirational song at the Devil (
cleans the hallway She cleans the stair She cleans the livingroom She wipes the baby's ass She drives the kids to school She does the laundry too She wrote this song for
? Whattya think makes up a KRS? Skinny cat, young cat, with a knapsack strapped to my back 1981 before the crack attack I used to let the Old English
mom who taught me That you' re always there I wrote this little Song of praise Now I' m gonna sing Chorus: Jah live Jah children Let Rastas never die
arm takes I'm just hoping for a happy ending So long, sir You're in a land where you don't belong Just keep kissing through the kissing song You're
Verse One: Chino XL Ras Kass You prayed for me and I came! How far you niggaz wanna push me? I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he got
, I call the DJ and complain Its a shame, your recording all wrong You made a 3 minute song, thats 3 minutes too long Got flex droppin a bomb for the
and perverse contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister
FZ: We're shooting the uh, title sequence for Uncle Meat right now, which is the name of the Mothers of Invention movie that we've been working on for
their lives Is... All the English groups Act like peasants with free milk On a route On a route to the loot To candy mountain Five wacky English proletariat
ag siul mar iad i gcoinne namhad Seo libh, canaidh Amhran na bhFiann Curfa English We'll sing a song, a soldier's song, With cheering rousing
will not be broken, the altar that multiplies the form forever. Immaculate portrait, bringer of light [?] without pain, only protection for horrible nights We are children
song So much I've tried I've never found a port To captivate my heart As Piraeus does And when the night falls The air is filled with songs With tunes
Erzahlend vom Sieg Der von den Gottern geschenkt Als Sie wiederkehren Blutend doch stolz Brennt der Horizont Und das Lied erklingt laut [English translation
falls for Martha hard; as only a middle-aged man can fall for a beautiful heartless young girl. Believe me. It's the truth. He's headed for trouble (
desire, for Erry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children and adults all thos under ninety
