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that says there is no God. Don't feel for that sorry sod. Who needs proof then he'll believe. I wonder if he's been deceived There is no God
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that says there is no God. Don't feel for that sorry sod. Who needs proof then he'll believe. I wonder if he's been deceived There is no God
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that says there is no God. Don't feel for that sorry sod. Who needs proof then he'll believe. I wonder if he's been deceived There is no God
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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
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them boldly. Thou shall find the winter's rage. Freeze thy blood less coldly. ". In his master's step he trod. Where the snow lay dinted. Heat was in the very sod. Which the Saint had printed
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, this is the place. What? Can't go in here, that bloody cow Ruth Streeting uses this club. She hates my guts. It's her job to hate your guts, she's a journalist, it's nothing personal Oh sod it, I
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hot bars. Fast like a nascar. Lyin like my dash car. I deserve a grammy. Will I fly away or land on Miami. I don't have time to rhyme. But I do have time to grind. SOD pirates I don't need a hook
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she'd say that she'd sod all her friends. Who had left her to drink from her bottle Drinks to remember. I made it myself the chimes of the clock and the dust from the shelf. Home is a love that I miss
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' whispers come love from the kitchen. I'd come home more often if they'd only quit bitchin'. Dad on the other hand's a selfish old sod. Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog. Who won't run off fetch sure
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?. . Verse 1. My speakers out of space like et. Cops watch me all day like tv. Sod hit da club we be so deep. Mine on D and I grind like a og. I got 12 diamond chains like a Ozzy. Follow me like de
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flow to the top'. . Rod said, "I don't believe in God". Rod died and lies beneath the sod. For God did not believe in Rod. Life is a troubled and a weary track. But it says in the farmer's almanac
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. I've told you all before. The fellow's me. It's George the Third. Perhaps a convict run amok. This Pimpernel could be most any sod. Bite your tongue, he is dashing and young. The Pimpernel's a god. And
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us is born. Unto us 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. Perfect son of God. Welcome to our world
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time. The first of 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 last lad to go under the sod. . And he
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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
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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
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they fall. ". . "Then beat the drum slowly, play the Fife lowly. "Play the dead march as you carry me along. "Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me,. "I'm a young cowboy and I know I've
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. You poor old sod, you see it's only me. Do you still remember. December's foggy freeze. When the ice that clings on to your beard. It was screaming agony. Hey and you snatch your rattling last breaths
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and legs to the bed. Set up the camera and pissed twice on her. Look, two pees and a tripod!. The moral to the story is, life's treatin' you like dry sod?. Kick it back in its face, my God. It's Shady
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she'd say that she'd sod all her friends. Who had left her to drink from her bottle Drinks to remember. I made it myself the chimes of the clock and the dust from the shelf. Home is a love that I miss
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she'd say that she'd sod all her friends. Who had left her to drink from her bottle Drinks to remember. I made it myself the chimes of the clock and the dust from the shelf. Home is a love that I miss
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she'd say that she'd sod all her friends. Who had left her to drink from her bottle Drinks to remember. I made it myself the chimes of the clock and the dust from the shelf. Home is a love that I miss
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money there. And they can get away with murder - Yeah!. . Oh this is a Mugs game. I can't wait until I'm twenty one. And I can tell them all to sod off.
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mugs game. I can't wait until I'm twenty one. And I can tell them all to sod off
