Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

When I'm gone You will miss me Yeah, real as the rider on the storm The silence where I'm going A violence well tell you Lord, you'll miss, you will miss me When I'm gone (Oh, oh) Yeah, real as the promise I've been making

Amen, amen, amen Amen, amen, amen, when we fall Mike Will Made-It Eardrummers Amen, amen, amen, save us all (yeah yeah yeah yeah) God save us all, I pray for y'all You know the tables turned, I buy a table cloth I got it off the ground, and now it's

You need me to get that shit together So we can get together You need me to I've been hurt so many times It got to a point When I decided I can't do this anymore I need someone to hold me

Do you love me? Saturday comes slow Or is there nothing there? Lost in the magic From the last time This town turning My rose to desire In the limestone caves In the south west lands

Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein Erst wenn die Wolken schlafengehn Kann man uns am Himmel sehn Wir haben Angst und sind allein Wer zu Lebzeit gut auf Erden Wird nach dem Tod ein Engel werden Den Blick gen Himmel fragst du dann Warum man sie nicht sehen

Check one two three This is Benny on the dispatch. Yo! Atención, yo, attention! It’s Benny, and I’d like to mention I’m on the microphone this mornin’ Honk ya horn if you want it! Okay, we got traffic on the west side Get off at 79th, and take the left

And nobody knows it but me. I should have been chasing you, That you were all that mattered to me, That I kept inside of me and maybe, That what we had was all we ever need. I should have been trying to prove, I should have said all the things, I could

Hoppe hoppe Reiter Mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter Eine Melodie im Wind Und aus der Erde singt das Kind Und kein Engel steigt herab Nur der Regen weint am Grab Und auf der Erde singt das Kind Ein kleiner Mensch stirbt nur zum Schein Wollte ganz

They're all blues All shades, all hues, all blues The sea, the sky, the you and I The sea, the sky, for you and I I'll know we're all blues All Shades, all hues, all blues Some blues are sad But some are glad, Dark-sad or bright-gald