Praise Be Songtext

von Angie Aparo

Praise be to the sound of the robin in the tree and the worms in the ground
Praise be
To the sight of the weary old sun
Who always gets it right
Who always gets it done
Praise be
Praise be
Oh cursed all the bullets that fly through the sky
From the happy idiot who thinks he's gonna die
With the ...
And a blessing from on high
Praise be
But not to the ...
Praise be
Praise be to the smell of the ocean in my nose and the sharks in the sea yes the sharks in the sea
Praise be
For the blood from the babies that arrive for the babies that arrive for the beautiful mess for the beautiful pride
Praise be
Praise be
Oh
Cursed are the bullets that fly through the sky
From the happy idiot who thinks that hes gonna die
With the ...(providence of love?)
And a blessing from on high
Praise be
But not to the ...(creeps)?
Praise to everything
But curse to the bullets that fly through the sky
From the happy to the idiot
And curse to all the kings that rule with their lies
And the happy idiot that thinks that hes gonna die with the (...) of love
And a blessing from on high
Praise be
But not the creeps
Praise be
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