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I don't want to be
Hostile
I don't want to be
Dismal
And I don't want to
Rot in an
Apathetic
Existence
See, I want to
Believe you
And I wanted to
Trust you
And I wanna have
Faith to
Put away the dagger
But you lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
And I tolerate you
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
I cannot tolerate
Veil of
Virtue
Hung to
Hide your
Method
While I smile and
Laugh and
Dance and
Sing your
Praise and glory
Shroud of
Virtue
Hung to
Mask your
Stigma
As I smile and
Laugh and
Dance and
Sing your
Glory
While you lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You Lie
Cheat and steal!
How can I tolerate you?
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
I cannot tolerate
Our guilt
Our blame
I've been
Far too sympathetic
Our blood
Our fault
I've been
Far too
Sympathetic
I am not innocent
I am innocent
You are not innocent
No one is innocent
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
You lie
Cheat and steal!
How can I tolerate you?
I will not tolerate you
I will go down beside you
I must go down beside you
No one is innocent
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Meet me down by the jetty landing
Where the pontoons bump and spray
The others reading, standing
As the Manly Ferry cuts its way to Circular Quay
Hear the Captain blow his whistle
So long she's been away
I miss our early morning wrestle
Not a very happy way to start the day
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
So, throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Throw down your guns
Don't be so-
Feel like Scott of the Antarctic
Base camp too far away
Russian sun beneath the Arctic
Burke and Wills and camels
Initials in the tree
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
So, throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
She don't like
That kind of behaviour
So, throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Throw down your guns
Don't be so reckless
Don't be so-
I love a little southern blues--rock..
In My Time of Dying
Led Zeppelin
Approved by father ted..
In my time of dying
Want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do
Is take my body home.
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy.
Jesus gotta make up, sure know
Jesus gotta make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed.
Meet me, Jesus, meet me
Ooh, meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, Lord
Oh, please meet me with another pair.
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Oh-oh, well, well, well, so I can die easy.
Jesus gotta make up, somebody, somebody
Oh, oh, Jesus gotta make up
Jesus gonna make it my dyin' bed.
Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven
Won't you let me in?
I never did no harm
I never did no wrong.
Oh, oh, Gabriel, oh, let me blow your horn
Let me blow your horn
Oh, I never did no harm
Did no wrong.
I've only been young once
I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong,
No, not once, oh.
Oh, good!
Oh, I did somebody so good
Somebody some good, yeah, I saw.
Oh, did somebody some good, yeah
I musta did somebody some good, yeah
Oh, I believe I did.
I see the smiling faces, yeah
I know there must be lipstick traces, oh.
And I see them in the streets
And I see them in the fields, yeah,
And I hear them under my feet
And I know it's got to be real
Oh, Lord, deliver me
All the wrong I've done
Oh, you can deliver me, Lord, yeah
I only wanted to have some fun.
Oh, hear, the angels marching, marching
They been marching, keep it marching, yeah, marching.
Oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus
Oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus
Oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus
Oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus, oh, my Jesus
Oh, my Je... ah-oh, ah, my Je...
Hey, yeah, that's got to be my Jesus
Whoa-whoa!
It's got to be, it's got to be my Jesus
It's got to be, oh
It's got to be my Jesus
Oh, oh, take me home.
Come on, come on
I can hear the angels singing
Oh, here they come, here they come, here they come.
Bye-bye, bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
Oh, feels pretty good up here, pretty good up here.
I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus
I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, I see him
Come on
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it,
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
Ooh, yes, come on, oh, oh, yeah!
Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'... cough.
That's gonna be the one, asn't it?
Come 'n have a listen, then.
Oh, yes, thank you.
Kidding aside, powerful words and thoughts!
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