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Judgment
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They’re pouring water you keep cutting yourselves
Begging the devil for the fires of Hell
Is he busy so hard to tell
You just keep limping round and ringing your bells
Trouble maker in a garment of hair
Vrs four hundred fifty prophets of Baal
If you’re starting to feel like you’re destined to fail
Well I think you hit the flippin’ head of the nail
Everyone turning tail and run accusations fly
When Gods fire falls from the sky
Everyone turning tail and run like they’re gonna die
When Gods fire falls from the sky
Now Asherah’s burning. You’ve caught Jezebel’s eye
But when the tide is turning it’s turning from on high
Everyone turning tail and run accusations fly
When Gods fire falls from the sky
Everyone turning tail and run like we’re gonna die
When Gods fire falls from the sky from the sky
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Not Every Road
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Not every road leads to wine and rose
Not every road leads to a pot of gold
Mile after mile (yeah) stride wide as ya smile
But smile or not you may not want the endin’ that you got
So go on feeling sure (yeah) eternal reward
But feeling sure you may not score at the eternal door
Not every road not all that shines is gold
Bright hope for young and old but not on every road
Not every road beware the denouement (day-new-maw)
Each one must rise or fall upon their chosen road
You prudent be adept (at) appraising each step
The simple believe everything every word they accept
Now listen to the pro saying what they know
But saying that they know children doesn’t make it so No
Chorus
Not every road, not every road bright hope for young and old
But not on every road
So go on where you go knowing what you know
Finding what you seek and reaping what you sow
You could take the high or low but not every road
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A picture of us all is hanging on the wall
The hat you used to wear is over on the chair
That stuff you need so soon is still up in your room
Little things that grew to be the world to you
All you want to do is just ahead of you
Opportunities that provides what you need
Good things to fill you up will pour into your cup
And the key to set you free is parked out on the street
But treasure that won’t rust or fall to moth and dust
Like nothing else on earth can satisfy your thirst
True bread without cost is hanging on the cross
A hand for you to hold is just across the road
A pretty little thing is waiting in the wings
A girl to whisper to is standing next to you
And a child all your own is resting on your arm
But the lover of your soul who made his estate low
Who’s ready to forgive whatever you did
The virtue that was lost is hanging on the cross
So if there’s anything that you receive from me
Anything you need oh God let it be
All the world, for us, was hanging on the cross
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Fang Fang Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Fang Fang is an American punk band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Comprised of husband and wife duos Tom and Marina Manns and Kenny and Sara Klein. Started in 2004, Fang Fang has spent the last 20 years playing shows, writing and recording music and resisting evil. ... more
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