Thin Lizzy Lyrics
Thin Lizzy Lyrics
"Genocide (Killing Of The Buffalo) Lyrics"
Snoopafella Lyrics
Once upon a time, in the L.B.C. On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name To make it interesting it's me, peep game I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad And two step-brothers who treated me bad I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores My brothers, they used to boast and brag: &qu
Once upon a time, in the L.B.C. On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name To make it interesting it's me, peep game I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad And two step-brothers who treated me bad I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores My brothers, they used to boast and brag: &qu
When they try to tell you knowledge is a dangerous thing
"It's such a dangerous thing"
The people that have it are the people that sin
And the people that need it are the people that can never win
"They can never win"
Let me get you out of here Little Broken Wing
There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't kindly to the killing of the buffalo
When they tear up all the treaties and break up all the plans
"They break up all the plans"
Did you do your duty and kill on command?
Did you know the redman used to roam this land?
"He used to roam this land"
Now the souls of lost warriors blo
Lord Don't Forsake Me Lyrics
Oh my Lord, Please don’t forsake me This is your child, I’m tired and sore Oh my Lord, can you hear me? I need your love; my soul is poor I can hear, the angels singing I can see those pearly gates Oh my Lord, can you hear me? I need a place where I can rest Oh my Lord, I can’t remember When I first said, “Come in my life,” For I have lived my life in
w across the sandsOh my Lord, Please don’t forsake me This is your child, I’m tired and sore Oh my Lord, can you hear me? I need your love; my soul is poor I can hear, the angels singing I can see those pearly gates Oh my Lord, can you hear me? I need a place where I can rest Oh my Lord, I can’t remember When I first said, “Come in my life,” For I have lived my life in
People round here they get it right
People round here we like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
People round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo, oh no
So listen to my story and listen to it well
"You better listen well"
Listen to the glory of the gory details of the tale I tell
Did you know the redman very well?
"I used to know him well"
Did you know the hunting ground before it became a hell?
There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the bu
Pieces Of The Ground Lyrics
(John Bunzow) Mend this broken body In pieces on the ground My spirit's cracked and crumbled My world's been crashing down The weight upon your shoulders Got so heavy they just gave in Till could not lift my head up To face another day again. Let a ray of hope come shining So I may look up at the sky And see a glimpse of tomorrow Where I'm standing in th
ffala-o(John Bunzow) Mend this broken body In pieces on the ground My spirit's cracked and crumbled My world's been crashing down The weight upon your shoulders Got so heavy they just gave in Till could not lift my head up To face another day again. Let a ray of hope come shining So I may look up at the sky And see a glimpse of tomorrow Where I'm standing in th
The killing
The killing of the
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing
So listen to my story of Genocide
How they were hunted and slaughtered till there was no place left to hide
Did you know the redman used to hold his head with pride?
Till every man, woman and child were destroyed
There are people round here that get it right
There are people round here that couldn't sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo
There are people round here that understand
There are people round here that couldn't give a damn
Dreams Lyrics
dreams i've never had before now a part of my mind things i've never said before now are said by me all the time it scares me the things i'm feeling now again all the things i've said before are nothing worth anymore i see it today it's green tomorrow it's red and after that maybe black in me dreams i've never had before now a part of my mind things i've never
dreams i've never had before now a part of my mind things i've never said before now are said by me all the time it scares me the things i'm feeling now again all the things i've said before are nothing worth anymore i see it today it's green tomorrow it's red and after that maybe black in me dreams i've never had before now a part of my mind things i've never
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't take too kindly to the killing of the buffalo
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing of the
They're killing all the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
They're killing all the
They're killing all the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing
The killing of the buffala-o
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