, unsheathe your scythe a ghastly beam of ill To slice the life with blinding light and seventh dimensional skill The centuries of dedication inherited till at last
is now replaced by war Life cannot be spared, our victory at hand And by my hand I slay the first and the last will follow as we watch these wickeds
Didycoy! We fought until the last that day to gain a hard-won victory, Sucked in by the thirsty earth I watched my life-blood ebb. Though I died at least
dead Soon you be dead So strong my face is You punch break fingers Kick me you're limping Stab me you're bleeding I am be angerous now You throwing rock at
notorious Girls rush to try to blow us like dust But we avoid the lust and remain like Cold Crush My whole team victorious, old school like Amadeus at
at Calvary But He done so much more and more Right before my eyes and I have no other choice But to stand and testify, stand and testify Since the last
still my home sweet home but where have all our heroes gone I saw a group of boys the other day standing in the corner of a playground Looking and laughin' at
on my grind like that skater named Terry Can I beat my enemies No death never scare me ... is my seed Playboy is that victory They don't remember your reveal look at
Pre the latest I looked at this was the live version on "the last rock and roll tour" - graham parker and the figgs. This version works fairly
it Do this last one and I'll grow me some wine Leave them troubled boys all behind What you stole, I would have given freely Code red staring, code red staring at
win this race, Then me and you son, goin' back to your place." [Chorus]: She told me she drove a fast car She was flier than the chick at the last bar
! I must have aged a year tonight. At times I thought I'd die of fright. Never was there a momentary lull Henry Shortly after we came in I saw at once
The official representative, LAC This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants Never get along like red and
A to Z My man Papoose gon' break it down for you So what you do, is get your pens, your pads, and take notes Yo Papoose, let's go! [Papoose] (A!) Alert, assassins at
try and try try and try you'll succeed at last. Rome was not built in a day opposition will come your way but the harder the battle you see is the sweeter the victory
son Fought the Dane, he fought and won Losy his life at eighty eight Death by a viking blade was his fate Brian Boru, our last Ard Ri Led the Gael to victory
day with father on his tractor and mother off again I go to find the mayor and work out what I can But he is not at his office, he is not at his home