You could've been all I wanted But you weren't honest now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me you would've
-I-SS-I-N-G Wow, first came he love Now then comes the marriage One baby, two baby, three baby carriage baby Welcome to my world, oceans vs. mountains (Welcome
When I was just seventeen I ran away from home To be with all the pretty people, to be on my own, yeah Bright lights and trains and bedsit stains And
And now, please welcome my friend Marc Anthony Hey, when mistletoe and tinsel glow Paint a yuletide valentine Back home I go to those I know For a Christmas
cleared.. =killah priest= My home is where the physco rage, spending long nights and cold days, Inside a Bible cage, is it the curse of a Bible plague, Welcome
a friend named Whiskey Sam He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam He said is my country just a little off track Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome
problems on layaway A black man but i feel so blue So i smoke green and purple til my dreams come true Then my eyes turn red Sky turns grey Children
ain't worried baby come hear what I say My people gonna rise again fightin' someday I'll be there to see it I'll be there to welcome them home Wipe
mine Tell me what to feel / Welcome home Newspapaer curtains up on the wall The dog's messin' on the floor Let's let it out for awhile Birds flying through the walls Children
's Christmas and I'm going home Going home for Christmas And the welcome that's waiting there I'll say goodbye to the lights of Broadway Farewell to old Time Square Thought my home
your absence Da da da? Morning, hola, soleil We've kept the darkness light Dancing for the sun To come back and rise up shining Welcome home Mother sun Children
conquered This beautiful sight made us blind with joy we welcomed the intruder as immigrants for their dominion like an epidemic Virus that spread over our homes
the savior Time to come home If you wanna be in his favor Time to come home My home Your home In his everlasting arms My home Your home In
s revelation reveals - divine comedy (and more), please welcome your four hosts - death, famine, pestilence and war. You say that we are all Gods' children
life, carrying the banner tough and tall Every morning we goes where we wishes Wes as free as fishes Sure beats washing dishes What a fine life, carrying the banner home
All of God's children seem to gather there Preachin', prayin', singin' down on the public square I felt so much at home amid the happy throng That came
It's a madhouse, a madhouse Welcome the vampire with open arms and legs All I desire is your fear and dread So be faithful and bring me your precious children
We came like babies From our home across the sea to see America An' the people opened up their arms To welcome us to America We came like children From