KEY:. BS - Normal Voice. DR. T. (Alvin) - Standard High Pitch. Edward Lewis (Simon) : Deeper High Pitch. Billy Flynn (Theodore) : Raspy, little higher than normal.
(Brutal Truth). digerdoo handled by Andy Haas. Dilution of pain. Bleed incompetent reign. Life throught purity. Humanity maintained. It brings in hope of precious life.
(Let me go) x12. . Verse 1. . Girl I never thought thought you would be my ex,. Cuz what we had was so so deeper than sex,. And I threw it all away for just one night,.
The time has come, come to make a choice. Forgotten by our government I thought it was my voice. As the truth starts to become apparent. You know it was lies the politicians talent.
When you hear me knocking don't you give a second thought. You know who I've been running with and you know that I've been caught. Nothing I can say can change the way that I've lived my life.
You're saying I've got, got a lot, a lot of nerve. To say that we could, we could be friends. You're thinking I'm just another one telling lies. You don't want to be fooled, fooled again.
There's gonna be some changes made. Gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna be some. Gonna be some changes made. . Man was a knife expert kinda of a Jim Booey type.
I heard it through grapevyne. Boy, you know that I. . I heard it through the grapevyne. That you ain't feelin' too fine. And I hope that you feel much better.
It's just knowing that your door is always open. And your path is free to walk,. That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag. Rolled up and stashed behind your couch..
See the baby sleeping hear his mother weeping she knows her son is bound to die. Her head is hanging low her eyes have lost their glow. But still she seems sweet pass you by.
(by Roy Acuff). . What a beautiful thought I am thinking concerning a great speckled bird. Remember her name is recorded on the pages of Gods' Holy Word.
Alright, living in the city can be a cold and lonely place to be. Living in the shadows where there is no sun, there is no breeze. Drinking stale water, having to pay for the privilege.
Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. . When I was younger I thought,. That to kill or be killed was a thing to be proud of. Victim of change, prisoner of hope, hanged by the neck.
As above so below. All things come from the one, now you are the victim. Carried by the wind rooted in the ground. If you want to learn the secrets close your eyes.
There's too much confusion. Everything seems out of place. Mental pollution. It's harder and harder these days. It's make it or break it. Won't let it take it's toll on me.
Boots on the breeze. As I drive through the night. Radio's on. Blasting out my favorite song. Rolling down the highway. And I watch the lights go by. .
Fools of faith surrounding me in shades of green. Rats and snakes they always try to get the best of me, but they won't. Heaven knows the time is right to take the reins.
Spare me your sympathies of broken dreams. now honestly,. I'm not the man I used to want to be. And don't hold your punches I am strong enough to take the words, "you don't belong".
Chorus:. Gimme,gimme,gimme,gimme some lovin'. Gimme,gimme,gimme,gimme some lovin'. Gimme,gimme,gimme,gimme some some lovin' and affection. Gimme,gimme,gimme,gimme some lovin'.