100 lyrics for "It's coming on, it's coming on"

Throwing it all away Don't throw it all away In a lonely place Where we're living in this town The sun is coming up and it's going down But it's all just the same at the end of the day Nobody says it's wrong So we don't ask why 'Cause it's all just the
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We gotta stand for something Start running, running, it's the rapture Coming, they're gonna catch ya We give it all or nothing, we've gotta stand for something 'Cause it’s the rapture, oh, oh, oh Tonight I'm the last man standing Threw a wish down the
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Change is a powerful thing We'll be here for it There's something in the wind I can feel it blowing in It's coming in softly Lately I've been thinking it's just someone else's job to care Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn? I've been thinking
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Pistol of fire Go hug your sister Ah, where is it you want to take me? Ah, where is it you want to go? Ah, wrapping up the morning's coming Ah, home before the rooster crows It's gonna tickle Shattered the frame Go love your sister
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She is beautiful She looks good And it's true The girl is beautiful The girl's too young It's all coming back I can feel it I ain't got nothing to lose (Nothing to lose) Na na na na na na na na
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I could skate away on I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river
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It's coming down, down, I'm coming down He's coming down, down, I'm coming down I've got a lover a love like religion I'm such a fool for sacrifice I've got a lover and I'm unforgiven I'm such a fool to pay this price I found him in a lover Now we're
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Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 on the a.m I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2 And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do Foolish niggas learn the
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And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the
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