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Wave

She may be a stoner
I might be bipolar
Might call my ufo flying on the sofa
I'm flying so high so high so high
You be on my mind my mind my mind
Drops and apathy
Anaphrodisia
Filling my paper plane smokin paronichya
She the girl of my life
She my Letitia
She talks to the sky she my phytia
Its time to change again
I feel the pain inside my brain
I just wanna get high
I wanna call you mine
 
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Words of Love

Days that turn into years, time washes by all fears
And never a moment’s thought of pain that we may cause
What’s gotten over us with words we hurt all those we love
Taking for granted all what they do mean to us?
 
Speak words of love
To a lover or to a friend
Don’t leave it too late
Time will then strip you of the chance to love
 
How many times we choose, hardening our hearts we lose
Then live without regret of love we can’t forget
 
Speak words of love
To a lover or to a friend
Don’t leave it too late
Time will then strip you of the chance
 
See the truth in your hearts
Learn to speak, to do good
You can make others cry or smile
With the words that you choose
 
Speak words of love
To a lover or to a friend
Don’t leave it too late
Time will then strip you of the chance to love (to love)
To love (to love)
 

Alamo

880 were challenged by Travis to die
By a line that he drew with his sword as the battle drew nigh
A man that crossed over the line was for glory
And he that was left better fly
And over the line crossed 179
Hey Up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know
And remember the Alamo

Jim Bowie lay dying, the blood and the sweat in his eyes
But his knife at the ready to take him a few in reply
Young Davy Crockett lay laughing and dying
The blood and the sweat in his eyes
For Texas and freedom a man was more willing to die
Hey Up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know
And remember the Alamo

A courier came to a battle once bloody and loud
And found only skin and bones where he once left a crowd
Fear not little darling of dying
If this world be sovereign and free
For we'll fight to the last for as long as liberty be
Hey Up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know
And remember the Alamo

Pretty

Pretty boy looking over
Pretty girl gets the boys
Pretty things can be evil
Pretty tough to avoid
Pretty hard on it 8 days a week
Causing enough fuss up in the big city
8 days a week, 8 days a week sucker
8 days a week
 
Spilling drinks down my shirt, wasted
Hooligan trying to flirt, basic
Home on my own
Let the good times roll
Yeah I'm far too gone
But now she wanna talk to me
“Thing about foreigners they
Taking our jobs we should send ‘em away’’
I can’t believe what I heard
How she's saying these words
But I'm far too gone
 
You should let me love you
I could make you change I could
I would like to love you
Try to fix your brain, turn it bad to good
 
Pretty boy looking over
Pretty girl gets the boys
Pretty things can be evil
Pretty tough to avoid
Pretty hard on it 8 days a week
Causing enough fuss up in the big city
8 days a week, 8 days a week sucker
8 days a week
 
8 days a week, 8 days a week sucker
8 days a week
 
And now the party’s in full swing
Dawns on me I have mostly been
Spending my time with this person I don't like
Just because they're very good looking
 
How did we, did we get so high?
How did we, did we get so high?
How did we, did we get so high?
How did we, did we get so high?
How did we, did we get so high?
How did we, did we get so high?
How the hell did we get so high?
How the hell did we get so high?
 
You should let me love you
I could make you change I could
I would like to love you
Try to fix your brain, turn it bad to good
 
Pretty hard on it 8 days a week
Causing enough fuss up in the big city
8 days a week, 8 days a week sucker
8 days a week
 
8 days a week sucker, 8 days a week
I could make you change
I could fix your brain, yeah
I could make you change
I could fix your brain
 

The Little Drummer Boy

Come, they told me pa-rum pum pum pum
Our newborn King to see, pa-rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring pa-rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum

So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come

Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa-rum pum pum pum

I have no gift to bring pa-rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King pa- rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum

Shall I play for you, pa-rum pum pum pum
on my drum?
Mary nodded pa-rum pum pum pum

The Ox and Lamb kept time pa-rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him pa-rum pum pum pum

I played my best for Him pa -rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum

Then He smiled at me pa-rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum