It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears
tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in
nails cite the shame in our coffin But in the end we must all die alone So it's to youth I sing you this story And it's of youth I sing it now Like the
and round and down the same old track, Pack on my back. Going swiftly nowhere, heart in my ear Beating like a drum. Where will you go? All by yourself
got to be yourself Every man got intention And every man got his own potential A cool head is essential Cause babylon will put on a sentece You got what it
in his ancient glory There's a king within us all Some will say it's all in vain That he doesn't have a name He is the king of all kings The keeper of
band break into the best champagne when I land Beat the parade drum hit all the bars I want the moon and stars But I'll take NY I'll make it happen Blow out the candlels tear
It's all around It's all around Love will find a way - darlin', love is gonna find a way Find its way back to you Love will find a way - so look around
has a sound all of its own. The only thing we can tell you it is that it is incredibly infectious, undeniably uplifting and definitely danceable, *
t really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look
It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
Crowned in his ancient glory there's a King within us all Some will say, it's all in vain that he doesn't have a name He is the King of all Kings The
kick in yo door, lay it all down on the floor Tell me something I don't no, All you bitches gotta go Give me please all of the coke or I'ma shoot you
like drums coming to you, ye can't run Struggle with the thoughts, am I normal or not Abused all my life even when I called out to God What the flip, it
it, it was hectic when I scrambled on point like a knife I'm living life as a gamble living in the rotten apple, yo where every corner is rotten to all
