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Artists A – F

Thursday, October 11th, 2007

No matter what they tell us
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach us
What we believe is true

No matter what they call us
However they attack
No matter where they take us
We’ll find our own way back

I can’t deny what I believe
I can’t be what I’m not
I know I’ll love forever
I know, no matter what

If only tears were laughter
If only night was day
If only prayers were answered
Then we would hear God say

No matter what they tell you
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach you
What you believe is true

And I will keep you safe and strong
And sheltered from the storm
No matter where it’s barren
A dream is being born

No matter who they follow
No matter where they lead
No matter how they judge us
I’ll be everyone you need

No matter if the sun don’t shine
Or if the skies are blue
No matter what the end is
My life began with you

I can’t deny what I believe
I can’t be what I’m not
I know, I know
I know this love’s forever
That’s all that matters now
No matter what

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Monday, October 8th, 2007

You and I can share the silence
Finding comfort together
The way old friends do

And after fights and words of violence
We make up with each other
The way old friends do

Times of joy and times of sorrow
We will always see it through
Oh I don’t care what comes tomorrow
We can face it together
The way old friends do

You and I can share the silence
Finding comfort together
The way old friends do

And after fights and words of violence
We make up with each other
The way old friends do

Times of joy and times of sorrow
We will always see it through
Oh I don’t care what comes tomorrow
We can face it together
The way old friends do

We can face it together
The way old friends do

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Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007

I want 6 kids in a double wide
A good wife and a woman on the side
In my white trash paradise

I want a garden with onions, carrots and beans
With a few back issues of hustler magazine
For my white trash paradise

I wanna spend my nights drinking Schaefer Light and smoking cheap cigarettes
I want a water bed to rest my head and a pit bull for my pet

I wanna set a couch out by the road,
Sell skunk weed and call it gold
At my white trash paradise.

I want a 69 Chevelle just sittin on blocks
Among 27 pens where I keep my cocks
In my white trash paradise

I wanna say “tu madre!” to the neighborhood
You know it makes ’em mad to see me living so good
In my white trash paradise

I wanna spend my nights drinking Schaefer Light and smoking cheap cigarettes
I want a water bed to rest my head and a pit bull for my pet

I wanna ride welfare till the well runs dry
Buy everything that Walmart can supply
To my white trash paradise.
It’s my white trash paradise.

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