| Lyrics: | You have to discipline yourself. Do the work of a minister."
Our work takes in points of
brochure
I'd be lost otherwise, I'm sure
Chasing map across country
Our work doffs
hat he says, "I'm the friend.
We must to the common end,
work quickly and quietly
For
can you not feel the power, the glory
the power, the glory, for ever, amen?"
Our
work / Feet touching ceiling beams
Not telling the truth, it seems
Truth trickling down
the wires
"For can you not feel the power, the glory,
the power, the glory, for ever,
amen?"
"Cheerful missionary tale. If you can't convert 'em, buzz
'em."
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END OF THE rotund.for.success FILE
--
Dave Watson,
Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the _Stretcher_ EP!)
Frezier Balzoff (Ottawa),
Ontario, Canada [email protected]
"A man is measured by the depth of his
anger."--Eddie
"Everyone in this room is wearing a uniform, and don't kid yourself!"--Zappa |
