purely inaffecitve, The d.a.'s resgination stands, assassination on christmas eve. And a traffic cop let some strangers get away. And a traffic cop
Innocence is hurting, a world speaks out of tune Promise calls and promise falls, what are we to do? With a clouded view, you follow me through Sadly
I'm walking down the street I see a dime I pick it up I'm watching vendor's there I drop it in his monkey's cup I'm just a country boy the city don't
Blackbeard the Santa tosses the old roman a Greek salad.
can see Been as dazed as dazed can be We'd turn up to the light to see what the darkness looks like Let's share this vigil I would sing you a lullaby
forgotten freezing And pour a milk glass full to wait out the tide It's been a decade and one Been a decade and one, my friends A decade and one, since
To those who come knocking She's seeing too clearly what she can't be What understanding defies She says, "I need not to need, or else a love with intuition
a little child And I was afraid But a gentle someone always came To dry all my tears Trade sweet sleep for fears And to give a kiss goodnight Well,
Watch the door, Chuck D, Public Enemy Paris, Guerilla Funk, Rebirth of a Nation 2006 Everybody needs somebody to watch the door as it's goin' on Securin
tonight's Christmas Eve. It;s such a special day It's to fun to spend time with your family - because it is so fun. It is funner thatn a bug. It's
In this room where shadows live And ghosts that failed learn time forgives Welcome friends, please stay a while Our story starts with one small child
[NARRATION] If he went there and saw his son What words could he possibly say Would his own child recognize him And if he did, would he turn away? Dare
the cold There is a child that's part of my soul That's part of my soul Got to get back to a reason Got to get back to a reason I once knew And this
now complete He had the perfect life When they had graduated college They were wed in a ceremony quite grand Then they moved to new york In a dream they
What is Christmas? Tinseled fairy tales Day old stockings lined up in a row What is Christmas? Could someone tell me that? What is Christmas? Surely,
so it was in front of this hotel Our angel did finally arrive And standing at one corner was a young man Who caught the angel's eye He had a small group
m the nightshift watchman Well, I've a hand that looks a lot like your hand And I've a heart that feels the same as you And I've a house and family on
currents run cold So I can curse her memory But don't try telling me that she was not An emerald in a mountain of coal Or that there's a crock of cures