Lyrics:
Hymn Amazing

Bic's and Number 2 pencils My credentials blow on instrumentals I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome Mysterious vibes, like I was the phantom Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze

Were it not for your nervous nature you would'be become icon you would've become an image healing wounds with words you tell me these are the hymns that

There's an old church so dear, standing lonesome and still And in memory it's still to me A place still so sweet for I heard as a boy The old hymn Near

What's that you were singing? [Thundercleese] It is the Robotic Hymn of Doom [Brak] Well I always say Nuttin livens up a Robotic Hymn of Doom better than AN AMAZING

treason I desecrate thee, it's amazing Open wound, he forsakes you Satan comin', angel shun 'em Prophet's bludgeoned under his rule Reach out to hymn

every word That ol' beat up leather book had been through it all He sat on the back pew so he could chew him a chaw Singin' "Amazing Grace How sweet the

This day hath God fulfilled His promised word; This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord." He spake, and straightaway the celestial choir In hymns

Bic's and Number 2 pencils My credentials blow on instrumentals I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome Mysterious vibes, like I was the phantom Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze

Bic's and Number 2 pencils My credentials blow on instrumentals I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome Mysterious vibes, like I was the phantom Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze