Pre>. C f em. Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own. . F em am. And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home.
Over the ashes of blood marched the civilized soldiers. Over the ruins of the French fortress of a failure. Over the silent screams of the dead and the dying.
Four thousand monks in a maelstrom. All crying out for release.. Three cheers for old Mother Hailsham. She's sticking to her beliefs.. A hundred ships took to the high seas.
August saw a contest fit for Kings. from far and wide they came to trade their swings. Little grubs with stone-age clubs and tanners' sons. with foxes' gloves.
Yeah, some days won't end ever and some days pass on by. I'll be working here forever, at least until I die. Damned if you do, damned if you don't. I'm supposed to get a raise next week, you know damn well I won't.
Somedays won't end ever and somedays pass on by,. I'll be working here forever, at least until I die. Dammed if you do, dammed if you don't. I'm supposed to get a raise week, you know damn well I won't.
(Phil Vassar/Julie Woods). . Phil: A little boy eight years old. In a semi-circle, eyes aglow. Our teacher told us stories every day. Kenny: Huck Finn on the Mississippi.
Whoaaa. Alright.. . Why don't you love me like you used to?. Why don't you love me like you used to?. Well, I've tried so hard to see what makes you happy.
All the girls at the office win every year. They come back with secrets and cheap souvenirs. They beg her to go, they say you don't know what you're missing.
I've never been the roving kind,. Always set my hand to the plough. But the hills keep calling me away,. And I hear them calling now.. The wind blows cold on that mountain top,.
Ten thousand people moving, just trying to get ahead. We're only human but we make no time to ever take a breath. But caught up in the madness, it should be common sense.
Over the ground lies a mantle of white. A heaven of diamonds shine down through the night. Two hearts are thrilling in spite of the chill in the weather.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
We'll be standing face to face, everybody in the place. Says "I know they'll be happy". And as we walk back up the aisle I will turn to you and smile.
Walkin' down an Alabama road. Rememberin' what the Bible told. Walkin' with a letter in his hand. Dreaming of another southern land. Walkin' down an Alabama road.
As I went out one evening to take the evening air. I was blessed by a blood-red moon. In Lincoln Park the dark was turning. . I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes.
The pilot's playing poker in the cockpit of the plane. The casualties are rising like the dropping of rain. And the mountain of machinery will fall before a man.
The workers started at 6:30 in the morning. They got up bright and early to fix the roof next door and. Workers climbed, hammers chimed, pounding nails in double time.