by Mayfly on album Vereor Deus, Non Dogma
(feat. Darin Keim) Matthew 18:1-6, 1 Corinthians 15:55-57 FIGHT! Sitting here again In this house of Pharisees Who claim innocence This act is getting old to me Dogmatic plague Fog hidin
by American Dad Cast on album Daddy's Gone (from American Dad)
(Roger) When are we going home big bro? (Steve)Been 3 hours since I saw you walk away from me, I didnt know the way and I didnt have the words to speak But all I knew was Daddys gone, and we're not go
by American Dad on album American Dad, Season 8
Good Morning USA, I got a feeling that it's gonna be a wonderful day The sun in the sky has a smile on his face and it's shining a salute to the American race. Oh boy, it's swell to say: "Good Morning
by Andrew Jackson Jihad on album Demo II
Well, once when I was eight everything was going great until my father, he tried to kill me. By the time that I was nine, my daddy was doing time, and my mother had enlisted in the army. I wish my fa
by Lyrics Born on album Bad Dreams (Australian Tour Ltd. Ed.)
His name is (Lyrics Born) and he is, as they say, wild and crazy As a composer, arranger, and producer He's exploring it all From the furthest reaches of musical outer space To the most down to earth
by Taylor Made, Natalie D & P.C Lyrics on album Personal Issuez
by Andrew Jackson Jihad on album Knife Man
If I had a cigarette For every time a perfect stranger asked me for a cigarette Then I'd have enough cigarettes To get me through the day And if I had some spare change Every time a perfect stranger
by Jihad Akl on album Shiraz - A Violin Affair
Moon so bright, night so fine, Keep your heart here with mine Life's a dream we are dreaming Race the moon, catch the wind, Ride the night to the end, Seize the day, stand up for the light I want to
by Blackalicious feat. Saul Williams & Lyrics Born on album Blazing Arrow
Prevalent melanin elephant bailin And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses Wrecking with savageness, catalyst battling rappers'll stagger right after the dagger is left in it Ch
by The Brørs on album What Dad Said (About the Brørs)
Dad said: Listen boy, I like your music, but I wish that you would write in Norwegian I said: It's complicated. Dad said: What is? To create it, or to sell it to Sweden? I said self-mocking: It could
by Woo Tae Woon feat. Nafla on album Copy My Lyrics
If you can't write lyrics, yeah Then just come to our house and copy mine Come copy mine Then your arms get muscle My front door is open So you shoulda checker faker So come to our house and copy mine
by The Brørs on album What Dad Said (About the Brørs) - Single
Dad said: Listen boy, I like your music, but I wish that you would write in Norwegian I said: It's complicated. Dad said: What is? To create it, or to sell it to Sweden? I said self-mocking: It could
by Keith Urban on album Songs For Dad
Lately I've been noticing I say the same things he used to say And I even find myself Acting the very same way I tap my fingers on the table to the rhythm in my soul And I jingle the car keys when I'
by Aunty Donna on album Chuffed (Dad Song)
Oh, yeah, I got a wife and kids and they make me chuffed Got new tyres and they make me chuffed Discount Snickers get me chuffed Watching Nine News gets me chuffed I found a Chinese joint down the roa
by Richard Thompson on album Dad's Gonna Kill Me
Out in the desert there's a soldier lying dead Vultures pecking the eyes out of his head Another day that could have been me there instead Nobody loves me here Nobody loves me here Dad's Gonna Kill M
by Ky-Mani Marley on album Dear Dad
Dear God, I have a letter here from me to dad, and I want you to know it might be a little sad. (Here it Goes) Dear dad, I really didnt get to know you Sometimes I sit and wonder and it makes me blue
by Frenzal Rhomb on album There's Your Dad
We're on line and we're fine but we're out of time not a crime, it's a sign by the grace of god goes I could it be that you see one of your family insanity affecting the paternity of your family tree
by Was (Not Was) on album Hello Dad... I'm In Jail
At night only crickets No prowlers, no sirens No pinky ring hustlers No angel dust Byrons No bars on the windows No sabre-toothed neighbors Just good simple folk In a rainbow of flavors Somewhere in