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Lightning made me/Made a fire
World to conquer/Must go higher
Love a burden/Bring me down?
Even a flash/Must hit ground

For as justice, justice be done. . .
I am the father, I am the son.

Thunder rains after/The lightning sound
Lightning a flash/Must hit ground
World to conquer/I go higher
Made from lightning/Made of fire

For as justice, justice be done. . .
I am the father, I am the son.

Lightning made me/Made a fire
World to conquer/Must go higher
Love a burden/Bring me down?
Even a flash/Must hit ground

For as justice, justice be done. . .
I am the father, I am the son.

Thunder rains after/The lightning sound
Lightning a flash/Must hit ground
World to conquer/I go higher
Made from lightning/Made of fire

For as justice, justice be done. . .
I am the father, I am the son.
When the thunder rolls in,
we're gonna party like the end,
   having whiskey shots like old men
tellin' stories of our kin,
when the thunder rolls in.

When the thunder rolls in. . .
I went
to the mountains
searching
for my soul.

Found a
place to worship
like those storied
days of old.

A storm came
pulled me up,
threw me back
in bitter cold.

Talked to Jesus
asked forgiveness,
found redemption
heart grew bold.

When you need him
he will be there
like the good book
always told.

I went
to the mountains
I was searching
for my soul.
<music>
<en-nan nin nin en-nan et dan>
It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,
             COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!
<music>
It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,
<music>
...a pen, a floor, A CAGE,
             It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,
<music>
ON THE FLOOR, down you go-oo,
            It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,

It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,

Caught in, caught in, caught-up again,
            It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,

It's the Bra-Hi STOMP!

COME ON, COME, COME ON!
           It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,

ON THE FLOOR, down you go-oo,
            It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,
<musical break>
.
.
It's the Bra-Hi STOMP,
             COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!

It's the Bra-Hi STOMP!

<fade out>
A slow lead-in to a longer heavy metal jam. 'Bra' southern slang for brother so, "Brother I Stomp."
Feeding the earth,
            -Blood!
Feeding the sand,
           -Blood!
Feeding the oceans,
           -Blood!
Falling from skies,
           -Blood!

The soldiers...are left to rot!


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
Relics of war are left to rot!
LEFT TO ROT!


Feeding the earth,
   -weapons of war!
Bleeding in sands,
         -men of war!
Feeding the oceans,
               -left to rot!

Weapons of war,
           -feed the earth!
Men of war,
           -bleed in sands!
Soldiers of war fall to earth!

SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
RELICS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!

<musical break>


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
RELICS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!


RELICS OF WAR LEFT TO ROT!
Death metal song lyrics.
Well it’s a thing about wood,
a sea-cret about stone
a tension in the heavens;
has left earth all alone…

You’ll find it in your heart,
see it in your mind
hear it in the sounds;
repeating over time…

That’s the thing about stone,
the difference in the wood
all the loneliness of earth;
out of a darkness came good…

A secret in a song
a music in the wood
a message in stone,
from the heavens;
as it should.

Secrets in song
music from wood
messenger-stone
a feeling of good…

Love of your heart
found in your mind
beauty of the heavens;
and it’s repeated over time.
Center of attraction, captured -by your attention
When you sing that way...
Mini-dress and a bolo, actin' like your solo.
And now you're looking my way?

You got something, -mesmerize, make-up 'round your eyes
You wanna dance Baby, -is it TIME?

Yeah, Girl!
My heart's goin' to ruin,

Yeah, Girl
I'm acting like I'm cool -n
You're making it hard, -I imagine my arms
Are wrapping you up tight.

Yeah, Girl
You shine and you're the one,
Yeah, Girl
The way you dress-up like the Sun?
-turn heads of all the Fellas

Did you ever think that I'm gonna be your boy tonight?
Yeah, Girl


shhhh...
Yeah, Girl!

Staring at you now, -****, you're so fine...
And the way you move?
I'll put on my two, -step, dance on my boots and...
hold on you on The Line.
Baby, let's go out, ain't no reason to doubt,
If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine?

You found that boy you know, -is right!
Yeah, Girl

If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine?

shhhh...
Yeah, Girl!

Yeah, Girl
My heart's goin' to ruin,

Yeah, Girl
I'm acting like I'm cool and...
You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms
Were wrapping you up tight.

Yeah, Girl
You shine and you're the one,

Yeah, Girl
The way you dress-up like the Sun,

-Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it,
Yeah, Girl

And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight?
shhhh...
Yeah, Girl!

Yeah, Girl
Come and take a little ride with me
Yeah, Girl
I'm gonna spend a little time with you
Yeah, Girl
I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh
oh, oh, oh...
Yeah, Girl
I'm gonna bring the stars down for you
Yeah, Girl
You know you make the Sun jealous
Yeah, Girl
Turning heads of all the Fellas,
Yeah, Girl

And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight?

shhhh...
Yeah, Girl!

Yeah, Girl
I'm acting like I'm chilling,
You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms
Are wrapping you up tight.
Yeah, Girl

Yeah, Girl
You shine and you're the One,

Yeah, Girl
The way you dress-up like the Sun,

-Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it,
Yeah, Girl

And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight?

shhhh...
Yeah, Girl!
Yeah, Girl!
Yeah, Girl!

Yeah, Girl
Come and take a little ride with me
Yeah, Girl
I'm gonna spend a little time with you
Yeah, Girl
I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh
Yeah, Girl
I'm gonna bring the stars down for yah!
Yeah, Girl
You know you make the Sun jealous
Yeah, Girl
Turning heads of all these Fellas,
Yeah, Girl!
In tribute to KELSI Ballerini's Yeah Boy. SSTOP.. I know I am awesome..stop calling me on that 93 number.
When I was,
        -in love…
I gave,
    -my heart…

Hook
As the crow flies,
And a bird sings,
And the butterflies,
      -am I dream-ing?


When I was,
       -in lo-ove…
I gave,
       -my heart…

There she was,
       -my lo-ove…
My everything;
          -my stars…

Hook
As the crow flies,
And a bird sings,
And the butterflies,
      -am I dream-ing?


All the restless nights,
And the screaming,
And fight-ting …so hard it seemed,
Tho’ I loved you and we fought through,
But I lost you and lost my heart too.

When I was,
        -in love…
I gave,
    -my heart…

When I was,
       -in lo-ove…
I gave,
       -my heart…

Hook
As the crow flies,
And a bird sings,
And the butterflies,
-I remember you,
…am I dream-ing?
Lyrical poetry/song in acoustic.
Take your favorite things,
….tear ‘em to pieces,
…holding that which you love in your heart.

Stir them up ‘in-si-ide,’ wear ‘em, release ‘em knowing now just, -who you ‘ar-are.’

A secret box ‘in-si-ide,’
Cherish, believe them,
…holding that which you love in your heart.

A special place inside, stirring, increasing and now you’re building your heart.

So take your ‘fa-vor-ite’ things,
….tear ‘em to pieces,
…holding that which you love in your heart.

Stir them up ‘in-si-ide,’ wear ‘em, release ‘em knowing now just, -who you ‘ar-are.’

A secret box ‘in-si-ide,’
Cherish, believe them,
…holding that which you love in your heart.

A special place inside, stirring, increasing and now you’re building your heart.

chorus
And now you’re building,
AND NOW YOU’RE BUILDING,
And now you’re building your heart.

So take your ‘fa-vor-ite’ things,
chorus…and hold that which you love in…
So take your ‘fa-vor-ite’ things,
chorus…and hold that which you love in…
Take your ‘fa-vor-ite’ things,
chorus…and hold that which you love in…
Take your ‘fa-vor-ite’ things,
chorus…and hold that which you love in…

Soft spoken end*
Take your favorite things,
….tear ‘em to pieces,
…holding that which you love in your heart…
Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

She looks -a still,
                  Young looks can ****.

Oh it breaks my heart…
                     It won’t be mine,

Bottled-up it gets better,
                Just give it some time.

Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

Beauty stop, you stand still,
                              Young looks can ****.

I gave my heart and wasted my time,
Let my love out, let go-o-o-o-o…
Woman on woman -my Woe!

Sweet Liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

Here with a feeble mind,
                                 Now drinking all the time!

Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

Plump lips, her curly hair-r-r-s,
                                 Never a boyfriend, -she swears!

Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

That body, does it shine?
                                       I’m drinking all the time!

Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,

Sweet liquor only ages,
                      Sweet liquor only ages,
An Old Timey Timey about man drowning his sorrows in liquor over the loss of his woman to another woman. He becomes elated at the notion that over time liquor gets better while females appearance deteriorates over time so he is in glee thinking she lost him and without those looks one day she'll never get another man which is ironic to place that assumption upon a woman who is not attracted to men.
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