(jud j. friedman / allan rich / sheila e.) If i, should say, I'm gonna let myself go all the way, Fot you, this time, and let you in my life. If i, should
Making love to a picture frame One more time tonight You can tell by the lines in her smile Something is not right Where are you hiding? She's on the
Take my sorrow and my sin I will run into Your arms again Hold me Father Once again my tears are dried By Your perfect love that's river-wide Over-flowing
Trust in the Lord with all your heart Lean not on your own understanding In all of your ways acknowledge Him And He will make your path straight Don't
There she goes There she goes again Racing through my brain And I just can't contain This feeling that remains There she goes There she goes again Pulsing
Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly beside the green green grass Swing, swing, swing that spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear
They call it KFC 'Cause it's not really chicken Hot chettos for breakfast Make a young student sick and Did you ever think someone's trickin' you... you
Before we get started (Yeah, uh) Before we get started (Sounds good, yeah) Before we get started (Yeah) Before we get start For all you nonbelievers Check
[Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Svierszcz] Living in unawareness of your own skin Of something that sticks in us, in me Untypical homo Trance sapiens... (
[Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Svierszcz] You act instinctively Your hands compress on neck Nothing can get rid of embrace Your sadism strengthens Disturbance
Kill in Satans name Fight for Satan You will die Kill in Satans name A massive dose of bullits straight in your face A massive dose of bullits sent out
Standing in the corner With nothing to do You get shit for being you They want you to be just like them But you wanna be yourself We wanna set yourself
He left the splendor of Heaven Knowing His destiny Was the lonely hill of Golgotha There to lay down His life for me And if that isn't love Then the
Non sofre Santa Maria de seeren perdidosos os que as sas romarias son de fazer desojosos. E d'est' oyd' un miragre de que vos quero falar, que mostrou
Running like hell away from the smell Hot blast out your ass that they're talking with cavity creep looking for victims Band over and over to give you
Well, there's a woman sittin' on the floor She wonders what she's here for There's a needle sittin' by the door There's a woman with a hand to God She
With the United States and other first world powers stepping up their efforts at globalization One of their biggest obstacles has proven to be the
I don't believe there is a plan Feels too much like an accident I stumbled blindly into your light This non-believer We walk under these city lights