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Wednesday, 23 July 2014
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Listen Worshiping You (Deluge Band) @ City Harvest Church [Part 1]


Lyrics

Girl Next Door (Saving Jane)

Small town homecoming queen
She’s a star in this scene
There’s no way to deny she’s lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she’s ugly

Maybe I’m just jealous-I can’t help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding

Maybe I’ll admit it, I’m a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her…

Chorus

I don’t know why I’m feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else

Chorus
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

~j~

Pray For Sunlight (Mob Rules)

End of darkness, follow rivers down beside through war and pain
Refreshing water, where the people clean their souls from poisoned rain
Can see the light through darkness
Can hear the wind, the voice, the human race and all

Got a sign from outer space
From afar, out of silence

Pray for sunlight
Rainy clouds above
Pray for sunlight
That heaven gives enough

Found green meadows, took some flowers growing in the sacred sand
Smelled the freedom, breathed the air from eastern liberated land
Survived the land of sorrow
And saw the door that opened up the way to go

Were there signs from outer space?
On their journey out of silence

The path that mankind took away from nowhere
Was cold and long and hard to reach the sky
The people took their faith and followed sunlight
And found their home of independent life

They built their house on green land
They earned their harvest year by year
And taught each little child
You should rather fight than leave your own homeground

Wasted Episode (Angry Amputees)

In this wasted Episode, what the hell am I still doing here, growing up?
It's a landmark of much depravity
Sixteen without a purpose in life.
A smoking gun proves to define it
Broken windows line Boulevards
Hear children crying sleeping in their
Infested homes
Their heads hanging down
Straight from the womb
Where ignorance can be found
Above the sidewalks
Bloody Band-Aides
Sirens every hour
The shelter is over booked again
The city's crying out...When will it end?
When you're walking down the street
Hey can you spare some change
Well I love where I come from...But I hate this ** town.
Well I am not ashamed
I was born on Geary St.
I love where I come from, but I hate this ** town.
Where my future seems so bleak
And every day feels like a week
Well I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
I can never get no rest, and little Timmy gave his best,
I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
The rich stay in the game
The Meek will never reign
I hate this ** town
There's nothing left to say, so ** your empathy
Cuz I hate this ** town!!!!!!!
Well I love where I come from... But I hate this ** TOWN!

Megalopolis (Acid Drinkers)

Metropolis creates mob and mob creates its face
Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stress
The mob creates its atmosphere:
Bitches, drugs, guns for sale.
I'm a stranger in the city, in its rotten part
I will destroy the barriers and If I win
I'll get lucky!
The mob watchfully guards the wall
It's very hard to get through!
Volunteers in the army's rows, essence of slums and stench
Dead body of a city - alienation and water, the beginning of a job
Killers from dirty streets, victims of the city's creation
Fifty bucks for one head, they are not afraid of this task
To approach them is a risk, conscience is taboo
To escape them has no sense, losers in the system abound
Metropolis creates the gang and the gang defines the city
Parasites love this corpse, killers in the army's rows!
How many people did you kill?
About two hundred and fifty
How many murders did you see?
About two or three thousand
Tell me man, did you use choppers?
Yeah, we used choppers to torment!!!
And I wait for the darkness to set myself free...

London Pride (Noel Coward)

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Woa, Liza,
See the coster barrows,
Vegetable marrows
And the fruit piled high.
Woa, Liza,
Little London sparrows,
Covent Garden Market where the costers cry.
Cockney feet
Mark the beat of history.
Every street
Pins a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite replace
The grace of London Town.

INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it has a Latin name, in town and country-side
We in England call it London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Hey, lady,
When the day is dawning
See the policeman yawning
On his lonely beat.
** lady,
Mayfair in the morning,
Hear your footsteps echo in the empty street.
Early rain
And the pavement's glistening.
All Park Lane
In a shimmering gown.
Nothing ever could break or harm
The charm of London Town.

INTERLUDE
In our city darkened now, street and square and crescent,
We can feel our living past in our shadowed present,
Ghosts beside our starlit Thames
Who lived and loved and died
Keep throughout the ages London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Grey city
Stubbornly implanted,
Taken so for granted
For a thousand years.
Stay, city,
Smokily enchanted,
Cradle of our memories and hopes and fears.
Every Blitz
Your resistance
Toughening,
From the Ritz
To the Anchor and Crown,
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town.

Drenched (Calexico)

Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
the city lights are closing in on him
the distance grows shorter for a while
he wonders what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
"the roads never lead where they're supposed to go"
that's what he tells himself before he lets it go
out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road
the words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked
"no more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain
ventures on up through the colorades and settles under the rock
and pines, and stakes claim
still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
the roads never lead where they're supposed to go
they just twist 'round and 'round the flame
the eyes closing, the heart retains
a bit of a spark before it fades away
that's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
and what he tells himself... "better let it go"

1,000 Paper Cranes (Motion City Soundtrack)

i thought that you knew her
i thought that you cared
but what am i to do
at four in the morning
with her back against us all

running out of runarounds
gently down the stream
how could you make me who i am
when i made you who you are

gently to the end with me
rowwing at your side
through denver's cold and frozen eyes
i thought i saw i thought i saw you standing there

unclouded end
clearly words work themselves back to me
from the top of the bottom it's all the same
it's all the same she screamed she screamed it's all the same

2002 (Bob Schneider)

The year is two thousand & two
I'm doing exactly what I wanted to
And baby I don't even think about you anymore

Just thought I'd drop you a line
To let you know I was feeling fine
Cause honey it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

It took me some time I must confess
For a while there I was feeling less than my best
I had to get out of town so I headed out west
I ended up in Seattle

I thought I'd start a brand new band
I thought I might call it Lonelyland
Things got a little out of hand
I ended up hooked on heroin

So I ended up moving back over to Germany
Living with the folks baggin grocery's
But the time I had was mostly free
So I spent most of it drinking

I got myself in a jam or two
I guess it's what I had to do
Late at night I'd still think of you
And it felt like I was drowning

Till I met this girl at a discotheque
She was a dancer but not what you'd expect
She taught ballet and she was half-Czech half Chinese

But after she decided not to have the baby
She said she was gonna move back to Czechoslovakia maybe
By then I didn't really care I was either half drunk or half crazy

I got arrested once but never convicted
My parents eventually had me evicted
I tried your number but it'd been disconnected
I guess I should've known

I heard you got married and you moved away
I called your folks but where they wouldn't say
They said it's probably better that way so I just let it be

I moved back to Austin bout a year ago
I drive a schoolbus I don't drink no more
I go out every once in a while and see a show but mostly I just watch TV

So I don't know where I'm gonna send this letter
I doubt things are ever going to get much better
It seems like life is just one big whatever anyway

I just thought I'd drop you a line
Lie and say I was doing fine
Cause baby it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Bob Dylan & The Band)

Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to keep your seat.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' on the floor.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' to the door.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
They'll stone ya when you are young and able.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to make a buck.
They'll stone ya and then they'll say, "good luck."
Tell ya what, I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end.
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again.
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car.
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Yes, but I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone.
They'll stone you when you are walking home.
They'll stone you and then say you are brave.
They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Can't Stop Us (The Casualties)

This is for the touring bands living on the road
The ones that tavel non-stop from coast to coast
For the ones who do 90 shows in 90 ** days
Then they go back and do it all again

Across the states
Around the world
We'll play it loud
You can't stop us!

This is for the bands that take a chance
Leaving their loved ones and dead jobs behind
For the ** van that always breaks
Spending money fixing it more than taking care of my health

This is for the ones that break away
Losing monet over and over again
For the ones that take so much sht
From people who never leave their home state

For our friends in NYC
All the bands that we meet in the streets

This is for friends that still try hard
The many touring punk and skinhead bands
Life on the road can be so ** hard


Video


[Part 2]: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCpuhoY4TTA New worship song sung in City Harvest Church Deluge Band - Worshiping You (Verse) Take this offering tha...




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