believers know We ought to always pray CHORUS Make my request known Thru prayer and thanksgiving Highly favored, blessed to be living I humbly bow, cause I need a touch The prayers
in school. But I was brought up differently. I couldn't break the rules. Thirteen months and fifteen days, the last ones were the worst. One minute I kneel down and pray
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda] An ancient man was riding with death in his heart, his beautiful black horse was trying to understand why the ancient
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda] Screaming and laughing dancing in your head The angels arrive scorched by death Today with the idea of destroying the
and Sunday School knew How to make those Bible heroes, stick like glue How to make 'em stick with you Flannel graph lions, mounted and mean The Prophet Daniel
, kneel and pray fools You must do as the law says! Well, sittin' way back in the middle of a field There's a 90-foot statue; ya gotta pray to that Glitter
A man has his dream He hopes he prays He laughs he cries A man tries his best Sometimes he falls A man does what he has to do And a woman does too A
me And that makes me sad Really, really fucking sad But at least he'll act I'll just bite my tongue and then say, "Daniel you wish him luck Or pray
cutters, cops'll alter this Cream of wheat steez pushed back, we in a spaceship Like the Jetsons, ashtray slide refreshments Automatic bubble yo, straight off the Benz Dac double Daniel
the bitch took a Shower, To wash off the sweat from the last half hour, The bitch put out some bud and then she started to Smoke, Took a swig of jack daniels
want him dead But the lions surfed him all around D.W.A.M. Daniel was a mosher For thirty days and nights Must worship just the king But Daniel prayed
God of the poor man this is how the day began Eight codefendants, i, daniel berrigan Oh and only a layman's batch of napalm We pulled the draft files
Speech" Drink up happy hour is now enforced by law Don't forget our house special It's called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver It's got one part Jack Daniels
I'm on the inside looking out [ fiddle - guitar ] Good old Daniel lived in Babylon long ago And he had the grace to tell the devil no Though he prayed
was the first man B for the brimstone that rained on the land C is for Cain, he slew his brother you know D is for Daniel who the lions let go E is for
honky tonk people prayed My God, look at all the parts he played, I'm talkin' about it Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey Jack Daniel
He's cutting his own skin He is my brother Come straight from my mother He's stronger than he thinks he is Let him know, let him know I pray to God
[music and lyrics: daniel gildenlA¦w] Sleep is too quiet dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. Sinking through