is born So wrap our injured. Flesh around you. Breathe our air and walk our sod. Rob our sin. And make us holy. Perfect Son of God. Welcome to our world
never never. You think it can't go on forever. But the papers say it's better I don't care. 'Cause I'm not all there. No Elvis, Beatles, or the Rolling Stones In 1977. Sod the jubilee. In 1978 In
the gang to die. Such a silly boy. Hector was the first of the gang. With a gun in his hand. And a bullet in his gullet. And the first lost lad to go under the sod. And he stole from the rich and the
ocean blue. And placed me in a foreign land. Far away from you. No more the ancient conversation. Replies with just a nod. No fiddle plays a lamentation. No slowly burning sod. No smiles await on
that's all. You little sod, I love your eyes. Be everything to me tonight. Be everything to me tonight I never know what I want. But I know when I'm low that I. I need to be in the town where they
Your only Son, no sin to hide. But You have sent Him from Your side. To walk upon this guilty sod. And to become the Lamb of God Your gift of love, they crucified. They laughed and scorned Him as
flares See my face not a trace. No reality,. Oh I don't work, I just paint. That's all I need I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm so lazy I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy
flares See my face not a trace. No reality,. Oh I don't work, I just paint. That's all I need I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm so lazy I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy sod. I'm a lazy