Texty:
The Gathering Your Troubles Are Over

morning Wondering if I was alive My head was spinning in circles Turning to the other side (...) and broken I hold on to walk I stumbled over my body I stumbled over

this morning Wondering if I was alive My head was spinning in circles Turning to the other side (...) and broken I hold on to walk I stumbled over my body I stumbled over

gone You wake up on your own Sometimes walls come caving in Sometimes the world just hits your chin And

' up out of your game, playa Wasteland soldier, see what we facin' Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly

!) Six drop in ten seconds, what? I'll be the first one on the floor at your wedding reception B boys gather around and act p noid Bring the trouble T

Christmas Make the Yuletide gay From now on, our troubles will be miles away Here we are, as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather

be when the storm falls on thee then back to your grave you'll sleep for a thousand years Raise your sword, the evil awaits we are the lords of victory

my momma she told me more said son if you don't quit your rowdy ways you'll have trouble at your door if it wasn't for heartaches and trouble good people

CAT for help, but the CAT makes it clear he's on his own) MR. MAYOR Now Horton has found us. We're safe on a clover. But clearly our troubles are far, far from over