Give thanks to the Lord for He is good His love endures forever Hallelujah, oh, my soul Praise God, all my life long I will praise God Singing songs to
Two separate points, oh, I've made clear You can cast ashore I'll be praying for you My infatuation's grown as knowledge begins to shift Why are you
Desert township Franchise night-shift Small minds, blank eyes, big ol' bank-slips I'll take big boy, he'll clean those drawers good I'll get the safe
oh, is there anything left to say? you've been down so long you've forgotten to believe (oooh) you're watching it slip away you've been kicked around,
My ancestors planted some sequoias by a road I've driven down that road since I was born Oh, never have you ever seen so many perfect evergreens But I
There's a star at the edge of the field where we kiss Where I hold you and tell you I love you And that star shine's its light Through this young boy'
Manta rays above us In the open sea I wonder if you think of me. Now we're swimming deeper Nothing's as it seems Creatures sailing silently. Or so I
'Twas quite the inky black night All the weather vanes were turning And the constable was burning out his light When low our anchors went down, barnacle
Have you been up late nights? It's okay, it's just been hard to sleep It seems so in your eyes It's just that work has been getting to me I heard about
I'm a snake in the grass Watch your feet, Let me pass. I'm tight and afraid I can't eat, I can't change. And all the little mice Are dancing in sunlight
Behind a curtain of towering pines, The sun settling red. A city hidden high in the hills, comes out to honor the dead. Families somberly walk through
I gotta lotta people telling me I smell like the dead Apparently they cannot see that I'm already walkin' 'round without a head. I've got a problem with
You don't understand Unless you reprogram. I try to assimilate You still intimidate. [CHORUS] But your iron fist will never knock me down 'Cause I'm
I want it with whipped cream on it baby gimme gimme gimme your love 'cause I'm hungry you can't keep it from me lord knows you got more than enough.
Prepare ye the way of the Lord, For a duck may be somebody's mother, She lives on the edge of a swamp, Where the weather is always damp. You may think
I do my job and it's pleasing to me It's getting so I can sail upon the roughest sea On the roughest sea I do alright On the roughest sea I do alright
Fire I know I suffer From guilt of past romances Now that it's over All fade to blackness I built these fences I hold myself in darkness Prepare the
I won't buy a word you sold me I'm goin' places you never dreamed about So tired of stupid stories I'll write a song the world can sing aloud We'll break