what Confucius taught, Always be kind. [Son] Yes, Mother. [Mother] Always help the weak and the old. [Son] Yes, Mother. I understand. [Mother] And always
ve done. You're a god, and you're loved; Thousands watch you play Pinball! It's a fever! And you're the master of the game! And now that you're whole
what confucius taught, always be kind. [Son] Yes, mother. [Mother] Always help the weak and the old. [Son] Yes, mother. i understand. [Mother] And
Translation: Tommy soundtrack. Mother And Son.
Translation: Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Mother And Son.
mother's son today Head blown up by some soldier's gun While all the mothers stand and wait Some mother's son ain't coming home today Some mothers son
as a fallacy Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost The ones who have the answers, are they who pipe the dancers Earth mother, the sun and the furious
do it, let's do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
is just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one but the kid is not my son For forty days and for forty nights
front and see Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you niggas the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I blow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the
Kids wanna be so hard But in my dreams we're still screamin' and runnin' through the yard And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall And
's quick to flip and empty out the clip And make a man understand where she's comin' from The hardcore's connected to the base of her fate She just breaks and
the love of her, punish 'em, drop they juggler Son's luckier, put your money up and stumbler Swash Buckler, Club King, pull the gun to her Raise her
s for the title and the ki's Throw in the extra three and take the tyres and the D's Nigga please, this is lik-wit and I'm the Alki At three months from
back from pen and we all worked together True friends but every once and while Some punk mistakes me as a junk And he gets in my face, wrong mothafuckin' place And
get it all together And spend a lil' cheddar and fly in any weather *** And homie you can get the money and the power Then them *** come and holla and
and see Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you niggas the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the flow
