Music: John Joseph Woods English Lyrics: Thomas Bracken Maori Lyrics: Thomas Henry Smith God of nations at thy feet In the bonds of love we meet. Hear
hey honey, you were given feet to dance with. say sugar, you were given hips to sway. so steal a kiss, and lose yourself with me tonight... raise your
Oh yeah. Oh yeah, we're gonna try and do it without blowing the power this time, yeah. So once again, I ask you to raise your hands because you got free
We don't believe in god or jesus christ anymore We don't need colleges to validate our lives anymore We don't need twelve steps to show us how weak we
I know that they're inside me Waiting to multiply And I want them out of there I've got a butcher knife I'll keep cutting 'til I find them 'Cause I want
Claire Monet I heard someone say It's been so long since the last time I heard her name I learned a lot from her Yeah she was singular The one day she
I'm in a dream because everything seems Like it's moving through some kind of fog I try to explain but the words come out strange And I don't know what
Susie's bugging me again I better take my ritalin I'm about an inch away from smacking her She wants to tell me what to do I'm really not in love with
I wanna tell you what's on my mind And i wanna bill you for wasted time And wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix And wasted spit I left there upon
Everything around me is turning into shit And I don't know what to do Everyone I know is having a fit 'Cause I haven't got a clue I don't know who I am
Well she's a thrift store girl Yeah she's a beautiful loser She'll switch price tags for me Sometimes meet me for coffee And I don't think she does that
Three sided to every stupid question Three sided to everything you see Three sided to every stupid question Three sided to everything I've had enough
I haven't left the house in going on three days The air in here is getting stale but I don't know if I can take Another violent jab at the panic button
Let me inside you Into your room I've heard it's lined With the things you don't show Lay me beside you Down on the floor I've been your lover From the
All we've been given By those who came before The dream of a nation Where freedom would endure The work and prayers Of centuries Have brought us
Kellermans we come together singing all as one We have shared another seasons talent, play and fun Summer days will soon be over, soonly autumn starts
This thing right here, yeah, yeah Is for my peoples in the streets, Swizz Beats And this thing right here Ruff Ryders Will get your ass off your feet,
God ain't jive for I can see his love As it runs alive One by one through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Oh, cross over shame like the