(This song is mainly instrumental but there are voice) "Bass" (I love Russian Girls) "Privjet Russia!" Russia put your hands up in the air "Bass
trapped bird she looks out at the stars when she writes songs on that guitar. And every song you write without me, just another sad song to me. And every song
once this song I heard No longer would it play for anybody Or anyone That needed comfort from somebody Needed comfort from Someone who cared To be not like you Unlike me And then the voices
Calvary for Me", "The Joy of Knowing Jesus" Is a song of pure delight featuring John Barbee The pure tenor quality of the voice Of Harold Montgomery
so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting
Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else Because opinions are like voices, we all
I've done wrong. It's a great life if you don't weaken. My daddy told me so I wrote this song. My daddy told me so I wrote this song. INSTRUMENTAL
sky Unless it echoes, heaven voices sound in spite An instrument that captivate your souls' desires A masterpiece pained with your fire Sing a song, sing a song
voice We sing... Coda: Peace, prosperity And love for all mankind Peace, prosperity And love for all mankind (instrumental) I am but a small voice
[skit first 30 seconds of song, speaking over "Rip Rock" instrumental] Yo whassup, wassup son? (Oh are y'all ready? Y'all ready?) Yea yea yea we ready
No hungry mouths to feed From a distance we are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace They're the songs
that's strong and voice it?s clear And unforgotten memory and the moon begins to fall Called you right and called you wrong Time that shadow sings your song
one thing she did understand And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet Her voice has that high, lonesome sound She hurts, and her songs
She asked could I keep the beat So here?s the beat, everytime it pounds you get weak Comfy, imbedded like a pillow, bouncin' wit an echo My voice is moist
English lyrics by karen Morris, toronto, canada This song is more of a stright forward vallenato song with the blend of forging instruments, such as
;guaguanco" which de S from a single cowbell beat. the colombian guest instraments in this song are; vallenato accordion , vallenato caja, guacharaca a this instrument
hungry mouths to feed. From a distance, we are instruments, matching in a common band, playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace, there is the song
I saw a light, I scored a goal and what price peace of mind? (All songs Jobson/Wetton 1978) EDDIE JOBSON Keybords & Electric Violin JOHN WETTON Lead Voice