Viva la Rebellion
I don’t know
What you got on me
Better not stop
when you swing on me
I can hold
My own
Like it’s going outta style
Better think twice
When you pick on me
You should gooooo
I really won’t stop
You should leave
Best bet
Bar is set, oh oh oh
And you ain’t all that
Like I beeeeeee
Head Mack
Mountains of Zion
So full of grace
The Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou
In the last days of Rome
For you are the light that shines through the cold
Blessed is your chalice
The cup of your blood
The wine of salvation
The womb of your throne
The dawn of your glory
Like the crimson at dusk
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