At my command, Let the blood ov the infants flood the streets ov Bethelehem! Consumed by tongues ov fire Burning like Phlegethon Holy gardens reduced to ash Extinguishing light ov hope Bringing the end ov the days Words ov my gospel scattered

It makes me realize I got no right to complain I guess Cause right now all I can see It's just been one those days for me Rush hour traffic Always puts me in a bad mood I got chewed out by the boss today And now I'm stuck on highway ninety two Then you

Never, never found me a girl Ain't no love, baby Not my babies love It's like burning fire Oh, shut up in my bones I got to say it Ain't no lonely days (lonely days) And no lonely nights (lonely nights) And everything she does you know the girls alright

Yeah that look in her eyes got me comin' alive Oh no matter what comes ain't goin' nowhere She runs her fingers through my hair and saves me. And drivin' me a good kinda crazy But when she says baby, When she says baby. Some days it's tough just gettin'

As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song From days gone by Blown in on the great North wind Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry Of sorrow and delight You can hear the cars And the shouts from bars

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you The things you do That's cuttin' all into my time with you Are we still good? Are we still good? These days, I'm letting God handle all things above me The things I can't change

My eyes fall open on you It's like my dreams keep goin' on and on and on, it don't Matter what we're doin' As long as I'm with you, and I can't imagine anything I couldn't love you through the bad days There's gonna be mistakes But, baby, I'm here to stay

I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye The human race Sick of running Started with a kick and a punch A claw to the face

Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends All through their high school days Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA After graduation Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was