You lift children up. And beggars too. You heal the sick. And set prisoners free. . We love you Lord. You are awesome Lord. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Promises hung out on the line. Sparkle and shine in the daylight. Promises and little vows unspoken. All too soon lie broken in the arms of the night.
Peace in my soul, peace in my soul. Lord give me peace in my soul. And when nothing goes my way. Teach me to say. Lord give me peace in my soul. . No sooner born than we start to die.
Party's over. I just watched my girlfriend get laid on the sofa. Does that seem weird to you?. The guy was older. Heard someone say he got her clothes off playing poker.
(copyright Steven Cavanagh 1993-2002). . Poodoo!. Poodoo!. Poodoo!. Poodoo!. . I'm called Subulba. Pod Racing wonder. It's what I did. but then this kid.
(copyright Steven Cavanagh 1993-2002). . (Spoken). Why this racing's regulated.. It's orchestrated.. Computer generated.. Why it's Pod Racing!. . I got some custom-built engines to leave the other guys for dead.
Looky there baby, oooo-wee,. Looky there baby... mercy me,. Looky there baby oooooo-wee,. Way over there by the peachy tree....
Bring all your things and we will build a pyre,. Find resurrection in the flames,. And in the fury of alarm bells,. We shalt begin. We shalt begin again..
I recognized your scars, because I have them too. It cured my contamination to speak of each other's misery. Can't deny that you were a substitute of a greater loss.
The artifact within my grasp. Liberator of your mind. Left behind from the past. A relic of doom. . Terror of the soul, sleeper awake. Rebreed into power, a mind crime beyond belief.
It's not enough. (It's not enough). To be yourself. (To be yourself). You have to be your best self. From the point of view. . There is no kingdom. There's no kingdom in the clouds.
Lord, You see into my heart. There is no place I can hide. When I feel I've been apart. From You, from You. . Broken I bow at your feet. Surrendering all that I am.
Shout-out (Uh, and stuff)... to my homies... all around the world. (What?). This is for all the Sonic fans out there in the world.. People that read Sonic fanfiction, this is out to you. (Yeah!).
cool breeze cuttin' through the hot summer heat. draggin my igloo behind my flip flop fleet. the water's just right everybody's jumpin in. it's a party when we're lounging on the bank side chilling.
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion. I'm gonna join the Baptist Church. Yes, I'm gonna get me religion. I'm gonna join the Baptist Church. You know I wanna be a Baptist preacher.
Why don't you catch my pony, now saddle up my black mare?. ...my pony, saddle up, up my black mare?. You know, I'm gonna find my baby, well, in the world somewhere.
Mmmm, Pearline, Pearline. Yeah oh Pearline. Matter with you?. Don't care what I do. . Mmmmm, mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm. . Love you Pearline. Love you Pearline.
Gwendolyn I wonder what you'd've called them. I think a name you might choose is Nobody's Blues. You see when you are just a kid. They think you won't remember what they did.
(pieces of Jesus). pieces of Jesus. (scattered among us). oh, yeah. (people just loving one another). (pieces of Jesus). keep on, keep on loving one another right now.
I'm sorry I didn't mean to call. But I couldn't fight it. I guess, I was weak and couldn't even hide it. And so I surrender just to hear your voice. .