Angel, way before there was goodness Way before there was sadness You were just like one of us You were here stuck among us You were one time a killer
Jamaica Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me Follow me all my days Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me Yeah, follow me all of the days of
There's no existing misery that just fades away faint hearted mindless tracks through the wicked world the world of today and all the people wait too
I am so overwhelmed by who You are And Your goodness in my life so forever I will sing I should not be here but You chose to let me live I am so grateful
Wind chimes in a weeping willow Biscuits light as feather pillows At mama?s house Sunday morning kids are squirming Thank the preacher for the sermon
CHORUS Fie on goodness, fie Fie on goodness, fie Eight years of kindness to your neighbor Making sure that the meek are treated well Eight years of philanthropic
Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to
I've been waiting for the lies to end Holding for the bad to go I've been hanging for the ugliness to change Waiting for a world too true Holding for
Ma perche, come mai, ma perche, in cucina non ci entro mai, eh? Cosa c'e nella padella mmm che profumino, fai assaggiare un pezzettino? ma che bonta,
[Verse 1:] Oh shout unto God with joy in all the earth, come together before Him with gladness and with praise. Know that the Lord has made us, we
Fine swine, wish you were mine Bite the apple of my eye This little piggy never made it home Helter skelter, run for shelter Can't escape the boiling
Wind chimes in a weeping willow Biscuits light as feather pillows At Mama's house Sunday morning kids a squirming Thank the preacher for the sermon As
I've been waiting for the lies to end Holding for the bad to go I've been hanging for the ugliness to change Waiting for a world too true Holding
[Redman] Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal? Clock the squeal, the MC overkill Certified cylinders
Yea... let me talk to you for a min You know I try to keep my ear to the streets right You know I hear so many war stories man I hear about so many times
[D'Orlando / Cecconi] Save your foolish Evillot Or let me die Let me close my eyes I need to rest I'm sick of the light Sick of the light Evil I serve