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The earth is The Lord, the Fulness thereof
And those that dwell therein
I m a sojourner, sent on this journey, roaming open country
I m a travelling man

My bags are all packed, I m ready to roll
The taxi cab is honking outside of my door

My suitcase my closet, upon this bunk I rest my head
Riding this Greyhound bus, roaming open country
There are places to go, and faces to see
Carrying the message of His Imperial Majesty

The earth is The Lord, the Fulness thereof
And those that dwell therin
I m a sojourner, sent on this journey, roaming open country

Music sojourners roaming this open country
The Culture and The Spear, Mystic Revealers and Bunny you see
The Vibes and The Radics, Super Cat was there with we
Carrying the message of His Imperial Majesty

And confusion running wild
I hold treasures for you to find
Release of tension unknown
Mind works the fingers to the bone

Bitches brew
How do you know I won’t pray for you
It seems you lost your hard fought creed
Pray...

Friday’s gym and sunday’s grim
He sees an analyst on tuesday morning
She’s no happier than him
She only likes to hear her own voice talking
Oh well have you seen her face
Soaked in hype and foolishness
They say when you upped and left
Your parents didn’t even notice
50 years to go ooh la la
And it...

Alice in the playground
She ain’t got a boyfriend
Oh oh that’s a pity
She’s not even pretty
Alice hears them whisper
They smile when they see her
Oh oh she’ll discover
Girls don’t hurt each other

Hey don’t kid yourself
Girl love help yourself
Hey don’t kid yourself
Girl love help yourself

I hurt myself
I hurt my alice in vain

Alice doesn’t...

Passion queen sold like black vaseline
She was a long cold Sally, joy stick, know what I seen
She s alright

Drashin spurs, pong man, puss n boots
She was an old mo lip, bold hip, oooh
Fucked up fucked up fuck...

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Płonie w górach święty ogień,
Chór płonących świątyń pogan,
już krzyż zwycięstwa ponad głową,
już krew...