Since you refuse to free my people
All through the land of Egypt…
I send a pestilence and plague
Into your house, into your bed
Into your streams, into your streets
Into your drink, into your bread
Upon your cattle, on your sheep
Upon your oxen in your field
Into your dreams, into your sleep
Until you break, until you yield
I send the swarm, I send the horde
Thus saith the Lord
I send the thunder from the sky
I send the fire raining down
I send a hail of burning ice
On ev’ry field, on ev’ry town
I send the locusts on a wind
Such as the world has never seen
On ev’ry leaf, on ev’ry stalk
Until there’s nothing left of green
I send my scourge, I send my sword
Thus saith the Lord!
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an “L” on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what’s wrong with taking the back streets?
You’ll never know if you don’t go
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow
Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
#Πεμπτος αγγελος εσαλπισε - Και εκ του καπνου εξηλθον
#Πονο θανατο σκορπιζει - Οι ουκ την σφραγιδα εχουσι
#Εκτος αγγελος εσαλπισε - Λυσων αγγελους επι ευφρατη
#Και ο εβδομος εμφανη - Η ανθροπωτης εκτελεσθει!
Lonely beach where no one goes
Open eyes, and open roads
What we dream is what we know
I wanna run away, run away
In a one way dream with you
I wanna run away, run away
In a one way dream with you
I wanna run away, run away
In a one way dream with you
Further from the truth Closer to my doom Disaster orders set to execute I can’t close the loop My addendum must resume Always running out of time I must endure
This is America Don’t catch you slippin’ up Don’t catch you slippin’ up Look what I’m whippin’ up This is America (woo) Don’t catch you slippin’ up Don’t catch you slippin’ up Look what I’m whippin’ up
been working to the bone, been burning both ends.
trying to make them meet Before we’re hungry again.
so it’s left, right, left, right down the trail of the dead.
sometimes those six feet look tempting, I’ve gotta confess.
been working to the bone, been burning both ends.
trying to make them meet Before we’re hungry again
so it’s left, right, left, right down the trail of the dead.
and only six feet between me and catching my breath
only six feet between me and getting some rest.
We won the race Got out of the place I went back home got a brand new face For the boys on MTV But today the way I play the game has got to change Oh yeah Now I’m gonna get myself happy