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Please, mother of mercy
Take me from this place and the long winded curses I keep here in my head Words never listen and teachers, oh, they never learn but I'm warm from the candle though I feel too cold to burn He came from an island and he died from the street and he hurt so bad like a soul breaking but he never said nothing to me So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... New, like a baby Lost, like a prayer The sky was your playground but the cold ground was your bed I said poor stargazer She's got no tears in her eyes but smooth like a whisper She knows that love heals all wounds with time Now it seems like too much love is never enough Yeah, you better seek out another road 'cause this one has ended abrupt So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... I never wanted to write these words down for you with the pages of phrases of all the things we'll never do So I blow out the candle and I put you to bed Since you can't say to me now how the dogs broke your bone there's just one thing left to be said So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven... |
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I had a dream the other night
You were in a bar in the corner on a chair Wearing a long white leather coat Purple glasses and glitter in your hair And you said hey this is where I'm gonna sit And buy you a drink someday You were going to the dog shows But you kinda lost your way You say now I got all this room And no money to decorate it, so some Local customer put me in touch with the man Upstairs, he said little man you got no Business gettin' frustrated You gotta rest You gotta rest You gotta reach down And pick the crowd up Carry back in your hands To the promised land Now I had some angel shine my wings, she said Nothin' but the best for the golden boy She made me promise not to tell I had her under A spell singing golden words in a broken voice And I caught some blessing on the wind I'm Feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove I've got no hands to tie behind my back And I'm sparking like a heart attack, now I've got Room to spread my wings and my messages of Love, yes love was my drug, but that's not What I died of, so don't think of me Crying louder than some billion dollar baby Cause I gotta rest I gotta rest I gotta reach down and pick the Crowd up, carry back in my Hand to the promised land |
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Well I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadents But I can't feed on the powerless When my cup's already overfilled Yeah But it's on the table The fire's cooking And they're farming babies The slaves are all working Blood is on the table The mouths are all choking But I'm goin' hungry Yeah I don't mind stealing bread From the mouths of decadents But I can't feed on the powerless When my cup's already overfilled But it's on the table The fire is cooking And they're farming babies The slaves are all working And it's on the table Their mouths are all choking But I'm going hungry (Going hungry) I'm going hungry (Going hungry) I'm going hungry (Going hungry) |
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Mother, mother found me on her step
Gracious mother held me to her breast Until the day I started pushin' Too late to cry, she turned away I started pushin' I saw no future in this lack I started pushin' forward back Baby brother clinging to her hair Gracious, pleading not another Soul to bare, he started pushin' All my kings have fallen down I started pushin' Fallen heroes feed the ground I started pushin' forward back Falling down, now I know her I know I'll never drown I was pushin' forward back |
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When the spoon is hot
And the needle's sharp And you drift away I can hear you say That the world in black Is upon your back And your body shakes So you ditch away And you close the shades Don't try to do it Don't try to kill your time You might do it Then you can't change your mind You've got a hold on to your time Till you break through these Times of trouble When you try to talk And the words get hard And they put you down Don't you stay Don't you ditch away I saw you swinging Swinging your mother's sword I know you're playing but Sometimes the rules get hard But if somebody left you out on a ledge If somebody pushed you over the edge If somebody loved you and left you for dead You got to hold on to your time till you break Through these times of trouble |
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Wooden Jesus where are you from?
Korea or Canada, maybe Taiwan? I didn't know it was the holy land. But I believed from the minute the check left my hand And I pray. Can I be saved, I spent all my money On a future grave Wooden Jesus I'll cut you in on twenty percent of my future sin And I pray. Porcelain Mary her majesties pure Looking for virgin territory Coat hanger halos don't come cheap From television shepherds with living room sheep, And I pray. Can I be saved,I spent all my money on a future grave Wooden Jesus I'll cut you in on twenty percent of my future sin. |
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People like you, I know myself
Walk in the shoes of somebody else Whisper to me, my tragic fate Whisper to me, my tragic end But don't give me your savior People I choose, life on my own Burn me your fuse, throw me your stones Give me your brand, burn on my hand Whisper to me, my tragic end But don't give me your savior People I choose, I know myself Lay my need out, give you my help But you give me your blues And you whisper my fate But don't give me your savior |
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