Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty
I walk alone and I I ride alone and I I rock myself to sleep Baby, there ain't enough room in this world For people like you And horrors like me A time
In your mind you have abilities you know To telepath messages through the vast unknown Please close your eyes and concentrate With every thought you think
kidnapping We're kidnapping ourselves And you pay the ransom That sounds good, ha That sounds good... This is the anthem of the handsome ransom... That sounds good... This was the anthem
mere cherie, A toi nos coeurs, a toi nos bras, A toi notre sang, o Patrie ! Nous le jurons tous, tu vivras ! Tu vivras toujours grande et belle Et
Broken is the golden bowl, the spirit flown forever Let the bell toll And Guy de Vere - hast thou no tear? Weep now or nevermore Let the burial rite
shell can still our mighty song can still our mighty song your honor in my heart oh falling earth covered with pestilence and death... what passing bells
knew it was his ever since they heard him just rhymin with Biz Slick Rick took us on Adventures with his bling Kool Moe Dee told us that Knowledge Is King meanwhile LL was rockin the bells
rot sick and diseased Once again the fallen towers The Tortured death of every hour And at the toll of the final bell You lead the righteous down to
the slaughterhouse bells? In the land of the pigs the butcher is king Can't you hear the choir now? Listen to the market-place sing Can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
Take donations from my niggaz for de booth I thinkin' of gettin' a case better yet I get two Slap up de phone 6 3 2 15 Bitches ring the bell - it's a
Or what is yet to be The wars they will Be fought again The holy dove Be caught again Bought and sold And bought again The dove is never free CHORUS Ring the bells
(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") [cf the lyrics to the song "Anthem" on the Cohen album "The Future"] (Judy) The birds they sang at break
when you fucking with the god Rip ya'll niggaz arm, Faggot nigga saw Remember me from up north, I had you scared to cough My name is ringing bells
of lust Just go to sleep, leave the gestures and customs to us Cry fraud and let play the anthem of war Cry fraud and let play the anthem of war Boys
When you fuckin wit' the god Rip that niggaz heart Faggot niggaz saw Remember me from up north I had you scared to cough My name is ringin' bells
yet to be all the wars, they will be fought again the holy dove, she will be caught again bought , sold and bought again the dove is never free chorus ring the bells
smoke? You're in the line of fire where they buy and sell votes. Our sense of liberty doesn't ring true, stupid, that's why the bell broke. Trench
