Set sails, for distant shores, In the lap of the shining sea. They made anchor, on foreign ground. For kingdoms of gold they seek. Hail the King, the
I will not give in to what the TV sells The bullshit news and the lies they tell Convince us that we're lost They try to sell us maps, we'll buy at
Casted out I'm watching your eyes Casting out in my visions of nine Blacking out Casted out I'm watching your eyes bleed dry Touched with frustrated
When Madeleine appeared it always rained, the people locked their houses, drew the curtains, prayed and painted crosses on their doors. They wondered
Despair, emptiness, see the hatred wasted on yourself Face down, taste the dust, dig harder everyday Just to find a reason not to end it all yourself
The wicked plot against the just With blood thirsty teeth They draw the sword to cut down All the poor and needy the wicked boast in evil And their tongue
At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood
great tom's cast and christ church bells sing 1 2 3 4 5 6 and tom comes last
Hey Deb Uh huh Thank you for being woman enough to come Whitney, what's this about? I know he's leaving me for you Who said that, who told you that is
When you feel down and you've nobody to turn to When you feel you're about to give up The sun goes down and darkness surrounds you And it's runnin' dry
I sit here alone on another cold day and i look to my plate and I hope and I pray as I sink I fall to the bottle again - it cuts to the quick and it breaks
Take the knowledge away Suck the breath from the clay Break the bone to the ground Leave the soul where it's found Lead the soul where it's found Through
I guess I'm alright, guess I'm alright I guess I'm doing fine, guess I'm doing fine D'you think I miss you? D'you think I care? D'you think I'll lie here
Well, I got a beat for your mama Well, I got a beat for your mind Well, you want to be what you wanna Well, you better reach deep inside Free your mind
I know how it feels To be cooling my heels I've been down on them Long enough But if I take to them now Then maybe
Like a wheeling machine, industry grinds I've been walking between company's lines But I say to myself, one day real soon That I won't have to chew company
Compared to what you do I've seen nothing of you Compared to what you say Your words just fall through the day Idle words on their way Compared to where
Some people do it for compassion Some people do it for the fashion Some people do it to be funny Some people do it for the money Some people do it for
