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Arrogant Worms, The lyrics
Arrogant Worms, The lyrics
"Jesus' Brother Bob Lyrics"
That Made Me Stronger Lyrics
Dreams reoccur in my solitude Breaking my heart Injuring my mood With all of the things that I thought I knew It was you Well the conversation rings in my head
Dreams reoccur in my solitude Breaking my heart Injuring my mood With all of the things that I thought I knew It was you Well the conversation rings in my head
If you haven't heard of me
I wouldn't be surprised
I bet you know my relatives
Their names will never die
My mother is a saint
And my brother is a god
But all I am is Jesus' brother Bob
Jesus' brother Bob, Jesus' brother Bob
A nobody relative of the son of God
If only I'd been born just a little sooner
I'd be more than the brother of God Junior
I have to take the fe
Vorbei Lyrics
I wach auf, mir is' kalt, Lieg' in ana feucht'n Grub'n, Do fallt ma ein: Gestern bin i g'sturb'n! I schau aussa, aus mei'm Graberl Und seh 100.000 Leut; So v' Freund hob i no nie G'h
rry I wach auf, mir is' kalt, Lieg' in ana feucht'n Grub'n, Do fallt ma ein: Gestern bin i g'sturb'n! I schau aussa, aus mei'm Graberl Und seh 100.000 Leut; So v' Freund hob i no nie G'h
To cross the Galilee
But not my brother
No not him
He walks across for free
I finally get to work
'Bout a quarter after nine
Already he's turning water into wine
Jesus' brother Bob, Jesus' brother Bob
A nobody relative of the son of God
If only I'd been born just a little sooner
I'd be more than the brother of God Junior
One day when I was home
I heard a mig
The Zany Magician Lyrics
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA Welcome to my catacomb, pull up a tomb, sit down, This is the brew, try it it's new, I've been waiting for you just you drink this The wings of a bat, the blood of a cat,
ty r oar HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA Welcome to my catacomb, pull up a tomb, sit down, This is the brew, try it it's new, I've been waiting for you just you drink this The wings of a bat, the blood of a cat,
There were a thousand people
Right outside the door
Help us, Jesus, help us!
Came the cheering from the mob
But then they got a look at me
Oh nuts, it's only Bob
Jesus' brother Bob, Jesus' brother Bob
A nobody relative of the son of God
If only I'd been born just a little sooner
I'd be more than the brother of God Junior
He died upon the cross
I thought that I
Anti-Violent Lyrics
100 kids just having fun Until you come Your steroid arms and skinny head You cut your writs slash your face call it performance art Trying to be cool, You're
was free 100 kids just having fun Until you come Your steroid arms and skinny head You cut your writs slash your face call it performance art Trying to be cool, You're
Finally people would get to know
Me for me
(Hi Bob, Hi Judas!)
This was my big chance
To finally get ahead
The next thing you know
He's rising from the dead
Jesus' brother Bob, Jesus' brother Bob
A nobody relative of the son of God
If only I'd been born just a little sooner
I'd be more than the brother of God Junior
Everybody!
Jesus' brot