I'm serving time All for a crime I did commit You want the truth? You know I'd do it all again Left for dead Heaven is only in my head! I heard a voice
My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one
Don't wanna hear the noises on TV, Don't want the salesmen coming after me, Don't wanna live in my father's house no more. Don't want it faster, I dont
The keys taken back were thrown The useless seed was sown When they say they're cutting off the phone Then tell 'em you're not home No place to hide
i'm serving time all for a crime i did commit you want the truth? you know i'd do it all again left for dead heaven is only in my head (in my head) x
get through this life to the next While others spoke of faith, he found the facts In the family Bible and the Farmer's Almanac The family Bible and the
I went into a home one day just to see some friends of mine Of all their books and magazines, not a Bible could I find I asked them for the Bible when
Johnny Panic Johnny Panic and The Bible Of Dreams I get excited by the news of today What seems unstable may be able to stay Johnny Panic Johnny Panic and The Bible
that dust off the Bible and redeem your poor soul I went into a home one day to see some friends of mine Of all the books and magazines, not a Bible
in trouble when my heart is sick and sore I always find a comfort my soul is searching for The Bible is the written word the living word you see My Bible
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
[Originally by The Isley Brothers] Well, you know you make me wanna (Shout) Throw my hand up (Shout) Kick my heels back (Shout) Throw my head back (Shout
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She's my baby, she's my love Pixie queen of Bible Club Seen her round the fountain, sipping cokes Crafting brand new Polish jokes And I can't explain
I sold my last hard Bible Just to pay my bills I called my mother To reserve me in her will And the pay I'm getting every Thursday night Well, it just
in these parts They work the factories So I ran as fast as I could Through the tall grass and the midnight woods So nobody would sing some bible song
There's a family Bible on the table its pages torn and hard to read But the family Bible on the table will ever be my key to memory I can see us sittin
my eyes turned within only see starless and bible black old friend charity cruel twisted smile and the smile signals emptiness for me starless and bible