Mary Gauthier Lyrics
Mary Gauthier Lyrics
"Wheel Inside The Wheel Lyrics"
Can I Get a Witness Lyrics
Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X) Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this, can I get a witness? (Yes you can!) [Run] New jacks better back up, before they get smacked up by the R-U-N-D-M-C (that's where it's at cuz) Known as the tough c
Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X) Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this, can I get a witness? (Yes you can!) [Run] New jacks better back up, before they get smacked up by the R-U-N-D-M-C (that's where it's at cuz) Known as the tough c
Written by Mary Gauthier
The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In"
A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades with Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
As the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Intro: [sampled announcer] In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures But in this country, society itself is failing. Verse One: Today, how you like me now, I'm in the mix? It's 1986 and I got the fix with the chicken and a
So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown
Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown
They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circ
Sixteen Hours Lyrics
so, i think i know what I'll be doing today. passing thoughts of exercise while i laugh in the face of good health. stakes get raised, harder to wake every day. embarrassment fuels redemption, the solution is the same. sucking hard on the death, suck life out of me. water ins
e, wind the golden reelso, i think i know what I'll be doing today. passing thoughts of exercise while i laugh in the face of good health. stakes get raised, harder to wake every day. embarrassment fuels redemption, the solution is the same. sucking hard on the death, suck life out of me. water ins
Roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight sun
They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
While the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled drag disguise
Sing "Over the Rainbow" 'til Judy Garland quivers and sighs
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel insid
Song For The Irrational Lyrics
You say you want something rational You say you need the cold hard facts Do you realize How far you've strayed from truth In your quest for Your rational proof Song for the irrational Song for the irrational Song for the irrational the wheel
Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
You say you want something rational You say you need the cold hard facts Do you realize How far you've strayed from truth In your quest for Your rational proof Song for the irrational Song for the irrational Song for the irrational
Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel