God's footballer quotes from the Gospels while knocking on doors in the Black Country back streets He scores goals on a Saturday And saves souls on
mother. Did she bid you to come in, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Did she bid you to come in, Charming Billy? Yes, she bade me to come in, And to kiss her on
hearts with Christmas cheer, 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane. He'll come
a happy new year I?ve got all your presents here the tree, all the trimmings Waiting on you to just come on home Merry Christmas baby Merry Christmas
long (so long) I've been away for so long (so long) I let you go for so long It's a nice day to start again (Come on) It's a nice day for a white
You know you make me crazy And my mind is racing You're wastin' all my time Someone come and save me Oh, yeah 'Cause when I need you I can see through
done, come on, honey Don't stop cookin', it feels so good, yeah Hey! Well don't stop now, hey, come on Mony, well come on, Mony I say yeah, yeah
's speed On wheels, on wheels, on wheels Said speed Oh, let it bleed Yeah White lightning Let's speed, on speed On wheels, on wheels Com'on I said speed
than alive Round six, seven, eight, nine, - Ref stops the fight with the men on forty two For a rematch in heaven If they ever come through [gotta] see
the east end Come watch the new elite On the night of the cadillacs On the night of the cadillacs On the night of the cadillacs On the night of the cadillacs On
beat as I felt the heat Man they sure looked neat Well tonight for sure You could feel the same as me We didn't have to fight On the other side of town
bush junction Causin rambunction, watch me do you somethin <baby sham> Baby sham on some new shit New and exclusive 5'3", caramel, tight grip on
I come from the bronx, a.k.a., west bubblefuck My rhymes are homicidal, I take your title I'm joe da fat gangsta, far from billy idol I get you open on
, on your taperecorder Idol to your son and probably lover to your daughter Fatman son, wilted grandson, nephew, Frank the cousin Uh huh, one more time, uh huh, Spliff, come on
Do you know what time it is? Girlies are partying touching my body And talking to me like I'm a kindergartian Today she's on mine, tomorrow she's on
apart from themselves Fought for ages and raged on the plains with reasons misunderstood but to the common good Raised up their idols proteced their own walked on
fist While the junkies and the dealers are doing the bids Uncle Howie say it?s time for evolution, kids Don?t spill your blood on foreign land Come outside on
junky pimps And Mother-fucking whores Enjoy yourself tonight... alright! [Chorus] Comin' down Down on me It's comin' down It's comin' down, down, down on me Comin' down Down on