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Thursday, 24 April 2014
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Listen Funeral plans, Jeremiah Yocom, Gary Yocom, Redemption Road Church, Pentecostal music


Lyrics

Iron Man (Black Sabbath)

Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We'll just pass him there
why should we even care?

He was turned to steel
in the great magnetic field
Where he travelled time
for the future of mankind

Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
that he will soon unfold

Now the time is here
for Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

Heavy boots of lead
fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!

A Tout Le Monde (Megadeth)

Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied

So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all

A tout le monde (To all the world)
A tout mes amis (To all my friends)
Je vous aime (I love you)
Je dois partir (I have to leave)
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living all are scarred

A tout le monde (To all the world)
A tout mes amis (To all my friends)
Je vous aime (I love you)
Je dois partir (I have to leave)
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

So as you read, know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile, smile when you think about me
My body's gone that's all

A tout le monde (To all the world)
A tout mes amis (To all my friends)
Je vous aime (I love you)
Je dois partir (I have to leave)
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

Grown Accustomed To His Face (Simpsons)

Sideshow Bob: I've grown accustomed to his face,
And dreams of gouging out his eyes.
I've grown accustomed to my hate,
My plans to lass array,
To disembowel, to hear him howl,
The very reason that I live,
Is plotting how to watch him die!

(spoken)
Homer: Bart, turn down that original cast recording and go to sleep!

Sideshow Bob: I know this chubby scalawag,
Has made my life a living hell.
And surly if I drank his blood,
I'd be at peace... but when?
Bart: You've grown accustomed to my face.

(spoken)
Sideshow Bob: This isn't a duet!
Bart: Sorry!

Sideshow Bob: I've grown accustomed to your fear,
To revenge, accustomed to... your face!

Evil Plan (Simpsons)

Skinner: I'm so happy with my evil plan,
Say goodbye to music, gym and art,
Soon we will have the perfect school,
Where fun and excitement never start.

Willy: I'm so drunk I can barely see,
But it helps me get through another day,
My stomach is filled with haggis and ham,
I've gotta go puke in some hay.

Bart: Lisa is a fool,
Skinner: I think the rules are cool,
Willy: I'm falling in the pool!

Redemption Song (Bob Marley)

Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
---
/Guitar break/
---
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

Holy Wars... The Punishment Due (Megadeth)

Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand

Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands

Holy wars

Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God

Holy Wars...The Punishment Due (Megadeth)

Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand

Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands

Holy wars

Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God


Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die

They killed my wife, and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake... last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake... no more mistakes!

Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't
Thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings

Electric Funeral (Black Sabbath)

Reflex in the sky warn you you're gonna die
Storm coming, you'd better hide from the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties
Turns people into clay, radiation minds decay

Robot minds of robot slaves lead them to atomic rage
plastic flowers, melting sun, fading moon falls upon
dying world of radiation, victims of mad frustration
Burning globe of oxy'n fire, like electric funeral pyre

Buildings crashing down to a cracking ground
Rivers turn to wood, ice melting to flood
Earth lies in death bed, clouds cry water dead
Tearing life away, here's the burning pay

Electric Funeral
Electric Funeral
Electric Funeral
Electric Funeral

And so in the sky shines the electric eye
supernatural king takes earth under his wing
Heaven's golden chorus sings, Hell's angels flap their wings
Evil souls fall to Hell, ever trapped in burning cells!

Motor Of Joy (Primitive Radio Gods)

“Am I really a spaceman?”

Comrad lovers say, do not be afraid
Comrad lovers say, everything's okay

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

Everyone has plans, plans to be the spaceman
I don't give a damn, ‘cause I am the spaceman

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Make love joyously without fear.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

“Do not turn off its pulsating motor of joy.”
“Do not turn off its pulsating motor of joy.”

“Oh wow! That king of thing…you don't do that!”

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Make love joyously without fear.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

How Would You Know (Big Wreck)

Would you in the wrong way
Whats tommorrow if you've got today
And if you subscribe to my way
You erase all this anyway
Out in the montains and granola
Lies a little bit least you own ya

Hold out your hands
Oh such little hands
Lie to your man
Stay wise to the plan

The driver makes no sense
Says I don't even have a license
We could walk and get as far
It just might take a little bit longer
There's your dealer on the corner
Just to give himself a boner

Hold out your hand
Stay wise to the plan
Cause what you got is what you need
Hell, then I don't wanna hear the rest
And if you ever have anything to sell
Then you know what you got

Why would you care if its everywhere
You won't even hear I'm always alone
But how would you know
I crawl down the shaft
Nothing to grab on to pull me up
Just like long ago
But how would you know
How would you know

So you need me for the wrong things
Now you got yourself a bird that sings
And you left me for your owner
Out in the mountains and granola

Hold out your hands
Oh such little hands
If what you got is what you need
Hell, then I don't wanna hear the rest
And if you ever had a thing to sell
Then get rid of the lie
If what you got is what you need
Hell, then I don't wanna hear the rest
And everybody's got a thing to sell
don't need what you got


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