knows it, Lord. Who feels it knows it, Lord. Don't sit by your window gazing at the streets. Just get up and move, get right on your feet. Just get up and move (brothers). Get right in the groove (sisters
- sick and. Swaggering - beneath me. Revolution mind ye of. Little faith. Rusty and dull. Cut me. New God kill machine. And man say lord. Of the engines. . And o' brothers and sisters. I ask you
F*** Yeah. Let me turn that so you know who I am. Got a rack like a boobie got ass like a Ken. Have a thrusted, lusted, blusted, 'cause I must get. Sharper than a fine white line to the blusted
- sick and. Swaggering - beneath me. Revolution mind ye of. Little faith. Rusty and dull. Cut me. New God kill machine. And man say lord. Of the engines. . And o' brothers and sisters. I ask you
If you believe you have an equal share. In the whole wide world and all it bears. An' that your share is no less or more than Your fellow sisters and brother man. Then take this knowledge and with