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Listen Wilmington Chester Mass Choir- Ride On King Jesus


Lyrics

Pull Out The PIin (Kate Bush)

Just as we hit the green
I've never been so happy to be alive
Only seven miles behind
You could smell the child
The smell of the front line's survival
With my silver Buddha
And my silver bullet
(I pull the pin)

You learn to ride the earth
When you're living on your belly and the enemy are city births
Who need radar? We use scent
They stink of the west, stink of sweat
Stink of cologne and baccy, and all their Yankee hash
With my silver Buddha
And my silver bullet
(I'm pulling on the pin)
Ooooh, I pull out, pull out the pin
(pulling on the pin, ooh...)

Just one thing in it, me or him
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
I love life
I love life

I've seen the coat for me
I'll track him 'til he drops
Then I'll pop him one he won't see
He's big and pink, and not like mé
He sees no light
He sees no reason for the fighting

With my silver Buddha
And my silver bullet
(I'm pulling on the pin)
Ooooh, I pull out, pull out the pin
(pulling on the pin, ooh...)

I had not seen his face
'til I'm only feet away
Unbeknown to my prey
I look in American eyes
I see little life
See little wife
He's striking violence up in me
With my silver Buddha
And my silver bullet

Just one thing in it, me or him
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
I love life
I love life

Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
Just one thing in it, me or him
And I love life
I love life
I love life

Lost Fun Zone (PJ Harvey)


I believe I am here to stay
I believe his son was sent to save
The fun zone is here
Ride free so

Take me one more time
Take me one more time
Take me one more time

I don't believe that I gotta die someday
Please take me one more time
Take me one more time
Take me one more time


*************************************
Note:
This completed this album. The rest are only instrumentals.

You Dont Know How It Feels (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

Let me run with you, tonight
I'll take you on, a moonlight ride
There's someone I used to see
But she don't give a damn for me

But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint
And turn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proud
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels, to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
Memory and a dream

1-So let's get to the point
Let's roll, another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I gotta go
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels, to be me

My old man was born to rock
He's still tryin' to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I've got a little space to fill
(repeat 1)

You don't know how it feels...
No, you don't know how it feels, to be me

Tom Waits (Anouk)

I was dreaming last night
A figment of my brain
On the downtown train
And we had nowhere to go

So we got off to take a walk
In the pouring rain
You said you rode it once
And you would ride it again
Please take me with you

Tom waits for the morning train
To take us away
Me and mr. Tom Waits
Can't wait no more

I'm wrapped around your finger
Two fingers on my lips
No need to speak
Cause it's all in our eyes

When they turned out the lights
They gave us one for the road
We headed for the tracks
And never looked back
This could never be real

Tom waits for the morning train
To take us away
Me and mr. Tom Waits
Can't wait no more
Can't wait no more
On the downtown train
Me and mister tom waits

Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand (Primitive Radio Gods)

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books
And superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street

We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we've never seen
But never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Teresa's joined the mob
And happy with her full time job

Do do do do doo do

Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
Does summer come for everyone?
Can humans do as prophets say?
And if I die before I learn to speak
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
But half asleep?

Do do do do doo do x 2

A life is time, they teach us growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
You swim like lions through the crest
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met

(repeat)

He Loves You Not (Dream)

Give it your all girl, give it all ya got.
Take your chance at a second hand shot.
Say what you want girl, Do what you do.
He's never gonna, gonna make it with you.

Pulling petals off a flower trying to get your way.
Keep pulling til'it says what you want to say.
Girl you can pick a field full of Daises but he'd still be my baby
I know you can hardly wait till I'm away from him.........
Instinctively, I know what you're thinking,
You'll be giving him an open invitation,
But my baby won't be taken it.

You can pout your cherry lips,
Try to tempt with a sweet kiss.
You can flutt your pretty eyes,
He ain't got his hands tied.

chorus:
No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants
Hes into what hes got
He loves me, he loves u not
No matter what u do, hes never gonna be with u,
Hes into what hes got,
He loves me, he loves you not

You're the kind of girl that is always up for do or dare.
Only want him just because he's there.
Always looking for a new ride,
The grass is greener on the other side.
You're the kind of girl who's not use to hearing no,
All your lovers try to take you where you wanna go.
It doesn't matter how hard you try, you're never gonna get with my guy.

chorus:
No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants
Hes into what hes got (and thats me)
He loves me, he loves u not
No matter what u do, hes never gonna be with u,
Hes into what hes got,
He loves me, he loves you not

Doesn't matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.

Give it your all girl, give it all ya got.
You can take your chance at a second hand shot.
Say what you want girl, do what you do.
He's never gonna make it with you.

You can pout your cherry lips ( yeah )
Try to tempt him with a sweet kiss ( sweet kiss )
You can flutt your pretty eyes ( pretty eyes )
He ain't got his hands tied.


No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got,
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He is into what he's got,
He loves me, He loves you not....

No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got, (and thats me)
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He is into what he's got, (and thats me)
He loves me, He loves you not....

THE DAMAGE YOU'VE DONE (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

Well I wish I had a dollar
For every piece of m y broken heart
Yeah if they gave out a quarter
For every thread of my shattered life
Baby you'd make me a millionaire
But it wouldn't repair

The damage you've done
The damage you've done
The damage you've done to me

Well I wish I was a bluebird
Honey, I'd just fly away
And look down over my shoulder
At the country down below
Baby you could make a king
It wouldn't mean a thing
Compare the damage

The damage you've done
The damage you've done
The damage you've done to me

Well I wish I knew you better
I wish I was close to you
Then maybe I would understand exactly what
I never did do, honey what's wrong?
What's wrong?

Well I wish you kinda liked me,
I wish you'd spare my pain
Why do you want to destroy me baby?
What did I do wrong?
Baby I could be a millionaire
And I wouldn't care, after the damage. . .

The damage you've done
The damage you've done
The dam age you've done to me

Recipe For Hate...Warhorse (Megadeth)

Each day my shortcomings pick my pockets
My faults were letters carved in stone
As meaningful to you as words written in water
I'm left to walk this world alone

In a broken mold they made me
The black sheep of the family
Worth less than zero my opinion
And room temperature IQ

I did something, now I'm nothing
Always wrong with this or that
Poisoned with fear watch it twist
My measly brain mad

Talk about me when my bac is turned
Next time we meet it will be to late
The memory burned in my ears of what you said
And now I've got a recipe for hate. Taste it

Dark clouds on the horizon
Make it hard to breathe
A walking mistake but every time
I run away, I just come back for more

The choice is clear I can quit
And fall on my sword or light a fire
To see who runs or stays
And plays the confidence game

...Warhorse
I'm feeling quite invisible
I feel just like thin air
The truth taunts me

I see the earth below me
I watch it spinning there
Does someone, somewhere
Out there hear me?

Sentenced to walk in Purgatory
My life is running down
I can't believe what they've done to me

I'm left riding a Warhorse
A man without a country

Everyone Hates Ned Flanders (Simpsons)

Homer: Everybody in the USA,
Hates their stupid neighbor,
He's Flanders and he's really, really lame...
Flanders tried to wreck my song,
His views on birth control are wrong,
I hate his guts and Flanders is his name.

Lenny/Carl/Homer: F-L-A-N-R-D-S,
Homer: He's the man that I hate best,
I'd like to see his house go up in flames.

Lenny/Carl: F-L-A,
Homer: His name is Ned!
Lenny/Carl: E-R-S,
Homer: That's a stupid name!
He's worse than Frankenstein or Dr. No.

Byrne: You can't upset him even slightly,
He just smiles and nods politely,
Then goes home and worships nightly,
His Leftorium, is an emporium, of woe!

Lenny/Carl: F-L-A,
Homer: Don't yell at Ned!
Lenny/Carl: D-E-R,
Homer: His wife is dead!
Everybody hates that stupid jerk!

Byrne: Springfield rocks with Homer's joyous loathing,
Filling clubs with angry Valentinos,
You don't have to move your feet,
Just hate Flanders to the disco beat.
Homer/Byrne: He's your perky, peppy, nightmare neighborino!
If you despise polite left-handers,
Homer/Byrne/Flanders: Then I doubt you'll like Ned Flanders
Or his creepy little offspring, Rod and Todd.
Todd: That's us!
Rod: Hooray!

Audience: F-L-A,
Apu: His name is Ned,
Audience: E-R-S,
Apu: He is so white bread,
Choir: A smiling moustache geek who walks with God!

Dominion / Mother Russia (Sisters Of Mercy)

in the heat of the night
in the heat of the day
when I close my eyes
when I look your way
when I meet the fear that lies inside
when I hear you say
in the heat of the moment
say, say, say:

some day, some day, some day
dominion
come a time
some day, some day, some day
dominion
some say prayers
I say mine

in the light of the fact
on the lone and level
sand stretch far away
in the heat of the action
in the settled dust
hold hold and sway
in the meeting of mind
down in the streets of shame
in the betting of names on gold to rust
in the land of the blind
be king, king, king, king

some day, some day, some day
dominion
come a time
some day, some day, some day
dominion
some say prayers
I say mine


we serve an old man in a dry season
a lighthouse keeper in the desert sun
dreamers of sleepers and white treason
we dream of rain and the history of the gun
there's a lighthouse in the middle of Prussia
a white house in a red square
I'm living in films for the sake of Russia
a kino runner for the DDR
and the fifty-two daughters of the revolution
turn the gold to chrome
gift, nothing to lose
stuck inside of Memphis with the mobile home, sing:

Mother Russia, Mother Russia, Mother Russia rain down down down
Mother Russia, Mother Russia, Mother Russia rain down


Video


This is a classic clip of the late Rev. Ernest Davis Jr.'s Wilmington Chester Mass Choir sing "Ride On King Jesus" back in 1988. This was recorded by a local...




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