Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord. Everybody Praise. Everybody Praise. Everybody Praise. Everybody Praise. Praise the Lord.
Yo toda via espero un milagro, the longest shadows have been cast. The sunlight is fading, Yo toda via te espero a ti. Like songs from a siren, hurricanes
When no one looks the clouds come rolling in, And under darkened skies the buildings groww big teeth and eyes. They breathe and walk through unending
Billie Holiday on the radio my sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow cold and unconcerned are anything but new another sad song and another shot
You've got a cause now, I heard You braggin'. Always the fastest One on the bandwagon. So sit Down and I'll tell you, what I'm Feeling, what I am feeling
It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows
I've been cheated by you since I don't know when So I made up my mind it must come to an end Look at me now Will I ever learn I don't know how But I suddenly
Beautiful day, wonderful feeling, this reason to sing, psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long. Joy fills the weak, joy makes us strong. Filled
[A Flowery Song] Beautiful day, wonderful feeling, I feel like singing psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long. Joy fills the weak, joy makes
Welcome to Canada, it's the Maple Leaf State. Canada, oh Canada it's great! The people are nice and they speak French too. If you don't like it, man
I walked into the room, and she was right there waiting. Leaning up against the bar, well she was perpertraitin'. Slick as snot her spandex, and blacker
Cruisin' downtown in your Camaro, REO Speedwagon on the stereo. It's kind of catchy, Kind of a virus, Cutting your hair like Billy Ray Cyrus. You'
When I was young, the smallest trick of light, Could catch my eye, Then life was new and every new day, I thought that I could fly. I believed in what
I know that you're probably mad at me. I've come to expect that. You know that you'll never have all of me, you've come to resent that. You say "tomato
I've got pocketfuls of crumpled receipts, just about enough to start a fire. I'll watch the past just burn away. Put the mic stand through the amplifier
Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes, Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me. His passion burns, the world it turns, He fills
One missed step can make you stumble you set yourself up for a fall you punish yourself for each failure, dogma beat out alcohol when all of your principles
Here is the tale, it's spoken word for word It may be abominable, but yes it must be told. Nauseating at first, you can expect the worst. So listen closly