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No More Hallelujahs
02:57
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The night that John was born
There was a storm
It raged and it poured
All night until the dawn
And all the rain that fell
Put out every flame in hell
Which was a mighty task
He did perform
Well there's no more hallelujahs
When you're gone
When you were born
The angels sang their song
Minutes before you died
They sang their last lullaby
Saying there won't be hallelujahs
When you're gone
John's a man
On whom we all depend
All of us owe him
A thing or two
Far and wide
We're sure that you won't find
A man like John
So Big John here's to you!
Years went by
And he grew ten feet tall
He lived outside
'cause houses were too small
He used his giant size
To tear Heaven from the skies
And brought it down to Earth
Here for us all
Legend says
He saved 10,000 lives
One selfless deed
Became a sacrifice
Their future's in his hands
In the end, he's just a man
And his heroes human heart
Could not survive
John's a man
On whom we all depend
We all owe him
A thing or two
Jesus Christ could have
Used John in his life
But now he's gone
So Big John here's to you!
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Hand In Hand
03:58
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Excuse me, Mister Carpenter
How much can I offer ya
To tell me if you’ve seen
My husband Stan
Sorry Miss to tell you this
But he’s had more
Then just a kiss
I think he’s gone beyond
Your sacred plan
Because I saw your man
He was walking hand in hand
He was with a pretty lady
Hand in hand, so
Why don’t you just follow me
I’ll show you how love’s
Supposed to be
And give you everything
He never can
But what about my Stan?
Hello there Pretty Lydia
How much can I pity ya
To tell me if you’ve met
With my old man
Sorry miss, you’ve got it wrong,
I haven’t seen Stan all along
But here’s the latest
That I’ve heard from him
He told me you were far away
That I should visit him someday
To come to him if I have the need to cum
But then I saw you man
He was walking hand in hand
He was with a pretty lady hand in hand, so
Show that whore an argument
And pull out old four-blade Pearl Gent
She’ll run like hell and leave that bastard Stan
But I have a better plan
Oh, oh
Then I saw Patricia Lee
She used to smile tenderly
But now there’s only scorn in every glare
Patricia, dear, it’s becoming clear
Perhaps we’ve got an issue here
Why do you wish to pain me with your stare
Because I love your man
We go walking hand in hand
We make it by the water in the sand, so
I pulled out my pocket knife
Took one quick blow to end her life
And cut off that sly bitch Patricia’s hand
And you bet your ass I showed my husband Stan
I cut that filthy hand off her, then put my wedding ring on her
And brought it to her suitor in the end
And you could say I didn’t give a damn
That they would walk forever hand in hand
Oh, oh
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Children's Rain
06:31
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There is a place
The old folks say
That the children
Shouldn't play
But it is the case
That children go
And play there anyway
There's a hole in the ground
And legend says
That it goes all the way down
And whatever is lost
In the hole will never be found
And then there'll be a children's rain
Then one summer's day
Little Peter left
And never came home
So the deputy
Took to the road
And he went out to the hole
Meanwhile back in town
There was a storm
A-brewin' in the sky
And it began raining blood
And it rained blood
All through the night
And it was a children's rain
The next day
The parents took the children
To where Peter died
The children made bouquets
And threw them over the side
Meanwhile back in town
There was a storm,
But no rain did fall
But there were flower petals
In the air as thick as a fog
And it was a children's rain
The next day
Peter's mother went and
Took off to the woods
She never came home
But then again, nobody
Thought she would
Meanwhile back in town
Everyone knew that
She had found her little boy
Because there was a storm
And it began to rain tears of joy
And it was a children's rain
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