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?. Aaha now, open your books. Good, let's go, yeah. Now! Bridge Chorus Very good now, darlings. And now we're gonna sing "Ding Dong". To all the children around the world. And wish them a very merry
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?. Aaha now, open your books. Good, let's go, yeah. Now! Bridge Chorus Very good now, darlings. And now we're gonna sing "Ding Dong". To all the children around the world. And wish them a very merry
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Unto us a son is given. Unto us a son is given. Unto us a son is given. Unto us a child is born. Tonight the stars shine for the children. And light the way for dreams to fly. Tonight our love
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better way. . This one's for the children. The children of the world. This one's for the children. May God keep them in his throne. . (Ooh). Many people are happy. And many people are sad. Some
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You got it bad. You got it good. You saw the sun. Like you knew that you would. We gotta make this better. Gotta make this right. Ain't no peace in the valley baby. 'til the darkness turns to
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got a plan big as the sky. Chorus. In the garden. In the garden. In the garden. In the garden. Said the children of the moon. To the children of the night. We are seekers of the ancient. We are
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Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon. No one to
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born to wealth. Earned by someone else. And when their moment comes. They take it and they run. Some are born to be. Lonely refugees. Their heart must weigh a ton. . Children of the night. Their
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ancient eyes. . What do you see?. Knowing what the power of your future could be. To fall and then to rise. It's knowing how it was and how that sets you free. . All the children will send out. Love
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ancient eyes. . What do you see?. Knowing what the power of your future could be. To fall and then to rise. It's knowing how it was and how that sets you free. . All the children will send out. Love
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tiTHE LOST CHILDREN. arMichael Jackson. al. offset500. THE LOST CHILDREN. Michael Jackson. We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers. Wishing our families well. We sing songs for the wishing, of
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tiTHE LOST CHILDREN. arMichael Jackson. al. offset500. THE LOST CHILDREN. Michael Jackson. We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers. Wishing our families well. We sing songs for the wishing, of
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forest. And build another Disneyland. Who gives a hoot. About the lungs of the earth. I don't, so who cares. Scew it, man, for what it's worth I knew the bees, I knew the rains. I knew the system
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chop down the rain forest. And build another Disneyland. Who gives a hoot. About the lungs of the earth. I don't, so who cares. Scew it, man, for what it's worth. . I knew the bees, I knew the
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Wyclef Jean - Million Voices African Chorus throughout song. -----------------------------------. Ni ryari izuba, Rizagaruka, Hejuru yacu,. Ni nd' uzaricyeza ricyeza. When will the sun return
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Well you can bump and grind. And it's good for your mind. Well you can twist and shout. Let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution. No you won't fool the children of
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what