: Celebration get yourself together make we dance and sing celebration we listen the music from the king when the music hit we not go feel no pain from
Celebration get yourself together make we dance and sing celebration we listen the music from the king when the music hit we not go feel no pain from
s never any pain And the rain falls gently on the town And in the labyrinth of streams Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle
Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy To Lil Kim and em, you know the women friend, WHO Carry the work cross state for a gentleman Yeah, thanks
esta aqui I want all the world to see Un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration Now my dream is slowly coming true The wind is a gentle
again someday Let the songs begin (songs begin, songs begin) Let the music play (music play, music play) Make the voices sing (the voices sing) Start the celebration (start the celebration
love song So I could shape it like I wanted to I'd make it purely from the heart I know that surely from the heart There only comes the gentlest of tunes
've been through (you would celebrate) You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days) Get up, you would celebrate (celebrate, everything
mode the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh) Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen Iight dam be easy I'm a get back Gentleman
waist, hopin' you duck So I can bust you in the head when I'm buckin' tha pound And I told you that I'm holiday Styles, let's celebrate Heard you gettin
I'ma drink 'til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass That's one more chance, Dick Frank White ain't dead Think you
kneeled on the ground Then sheepishly asked me to sing "They Drove Old Dixie Down" Yours was the righteous gun Where are you now, my son? We gathered in the lobby celebrating
the sun goes down o'er Dublin town The colors last for hours, oh The lights come on, the night's a song And the streets all turn to gold A gentle mist
out Like a giant juggernaut Happy hours, golden showers On a cruise to freak you out We could fly a helicopter Nothin' left to talk about Entertain you, celebrate
Ladies and gentleman we interrupt or program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the in continental news." The writing's on the wall,
