we gather 'round the tree Our voices all combine In sweet accord, to thank the Lord For a Christmas auld lang syne When sleigh bells ring and choirs
Saying that we will need something to remind us Of all the sweetness that has passed through us (Fresh sangria and lemon tea) The priests dressed children for a choir (White-robed small voices
's all because of him There is a bird perched on a frayed wet wire And his voice sings out for a lover But it's covered by the choir Voices reaching
floodlights point up at the steeples Choir practice was filling up with people Could hear the sound escaping as an echo Sloping off the ceiling at an angle And when the voices
Upon my death bed in roast in fire See my most desires Smell the smoke from my flesh as my ghost rise up Hear the voices of 100 choirs And angels looking
make the queens flow this way? Me, I don't need none of that.. type.. drama No typical style, for the man who rules the genre The opera, no choir boys
who I ride for Send that ass slow like I ride a six four I'm what ya kids admire, don't wanna see retire Got bitches in the pen and in the church choir
That ain't the only thing I wore, I wore a clip and some rounds A fuckin' killa with this mule head and I'm clippin' 'em down Because I'm all out of choices and my voice
Just outside the distance The voices came from far below A certain stimulation Kickin' through me like a drug Baby come baby get on to me Baby come baby
fall Now my friends if you desire you may join the heavenly choir And rejoice with him free from every sin when he sets this world on fire [ guitar ] You have heard his voice
[Instrumental with mild choir singing in background]
frozen world Come and be my lover If only for one stolen moment We will live forever, forever, yeah Warm and lovely mystery, can you hear the choir? Voices
let us adore Him, Christ the Lord Come let us adore Him, Come let us adore Him, Come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord O sing, choirs of angels, O sing
of Christ But one by one, they chose to die The Son of God, they would not deny Like a great angelic choir sings I can almost hear their voices ring
reality unfolded Like the slow opening of a rare flower Celestial mysteries were revealed from beyond The atmosphere was permeated With the healing melody of an invisible choir
On the fringes of torso and lips Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir Pummeled plains and beaten fields We're never broken in spirit within But
'Roll day Give the children what they want Hear the universal choir pray. Hear the James Brown song Hear the church choir sing It's the people's voice
day - give the children what they want Hear the universal choir pray Hear the James Brown song, hear the church choir sing It's the people's voice they