100 lyrics for "Da da da da da"

I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy
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With words that pierce the dark with light Only by the blood are we set free. With mercy strong to carry shame With breath that brings the dead to life Hold the power to redeem. And nail it to a tree you alone Rejoice oh child of God Lift your eyes to
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Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga what I can't feel, the way I did before Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga who So I, let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Time won't heal, this damage anymore You're gonna listen to
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(Oh yeah) I'll be down by the river Waiting for the good Lord to pass my way Singing songs of joy on this lovely day I heard about this little tale long time ago But never had the faith to believe in my soul (yeah) Now mother sent to me three little
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Take your string bikinis, your apple martinis Take what’s left there in the bank Take your flat iron and your curlers Your sparkling water and that damn perfume I never liked Take your black Mercedes all that stuff for ladies To me you’re just a total
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The day you died my tears ran dry I feel you, I hear you echo in my soul I failed you, I miss you so The day you died echoes in my soul So hopeless and relentless falls this remorseless day A precious child with an innocent mind Born to suffer, in this
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Midi, minuit, midi, minuit Deux trous sur l'bonnet: une cagoule Gamos toute l'année, j'trouve ça cool J'suis trop perturbé à la school Mademoiselle la prof, j'veux des sous Dans la compét' comme à Philly Impossible de me faufiler Rarement à l'heure comme
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It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story, same old story Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's
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Because they trod the rocky road Got to get a place fi ghetto youths fi rest dem feet Down through the roots of the one called King David Now praise up the Almighty, no deal with devilism Now I say love and harmony, is what we need upon the street
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Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a
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