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On the Line

In the middle of the darkness
Creepin' round your door
In the shadows of a foggy night
Can you hear 'em call
Reachin' out for something
That's not really there
Just another lonely night
There's danger in the air
 
In the back of an alley
Don't step around
Somebody is watching
Don't make a sound
With a hush and a whisper
Another teardrop falls
Gotta fight this feelin'
Can't you hear your momma call
 
As you gaze in wonder
At the things you see
Never stop hopin'
What will never be
 
That's right, that's right
Never walk the streets at night
No, not alone
You wait for a reason
You're puttin' your life on the line
Can't ya get back home
 
Backed in an alley
Up against the wall
Can't move but you're fallin'
Gotta try and grab a hold
Your heart keeps pounding
As you close your eyes
You feel it slippin' away
Gotta find some place to hide
 

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Saved by the Blood of the Crucified One

Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
Now ransomed from sin and a new work begun,
Sing praise to the Father and praise to the Son,
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
 
Refrain:
Glory, I’m saved! Glory, I’m saved!
My sins are all pardoned, my guilt is all gone!
Glory, I’m saved! Glory, I’m saved!
I’m saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
 
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
The angels rejoicing because it is done;
A child of the Father, joint-heir with the Son,
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
 
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
The Father He spake, and His will it was done;
Great price of my pardon, His own precious Son;
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
 
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
All hail to the Father, all hail to the Son,
All hail to the Spirit, the great Three in One!
Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!
 

Santa Claus is Coming to Town

[Chorus : Kylie]
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

[Verse 1 : Frank Sinatra]
He's making a list
Checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

[Pre-Chorus : Kylie & (Frank Sinatra)]
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
(He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake)

[Chorus : Both]
Oh, you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

[Pre-Chorus : Both]
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good, be good for goodness sake

[Chorus : Frank & (Kylie)]
You better watch out
You better not cry
(You better not pout
I'm telling you why)
Santa Claus is coming to town, (to town)
Yes, he's on his way (O.K.)
He's got toys all over the sleigh (Oh, yeah)
He's Santa, he's coming to town
Where'd you go?
(Right here!)

My Name Is Jonas

My name is Jonas
I'm carrying the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
this is how we feel
 
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
Just like grandma made
When we couldn't find sleep
 
Things were better then
Once but never again
We've all left the den
Let me tell you 'bout it
 
The choo-choo train left right on time
A ticket costs only your mind
The driver said, 'Hey man, we go all the way.'
Of course we were willing to pay
 
My name is Wepeel
I got a box full of your toys
They're fresh out of batteries
But they're still makin' noise (makin' noise)
 
Tell me what to do
Now the tank is dry
Now this wheel is flat
And you know what else?
 
Guess what I received
In the mail today
Words of deep concern
From my little brother
 
The building's not going as he planned
The foreman has injured his hand
The dozer will not clear a path
The driver swears he learned his math
 
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
Yeah!
 
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
 
My name is Jonas
 

Pop It, Shake It

This is not just another dance sooooong
This that, 'Baby did you leave ya man home?'
Kuz I'm tryna party like I'm grown
I'm tryna get the lap dance with my eyes closed, yeah
You my type, my type and I'm starving
I think you fit my appetite
Kan you live up to the hype?
I be cautious, I klean you up with the Wet Wipes
She a stripper, but she bad tho
Got back on her feet
She was doing bad though
Made it out the struggle
I respect her hustle, yeah
Fuck it, put her in a mansion, yeah
Fuck it, make sure the Rollie matching, yeah
If you an independent woman, yeah
Mercedes Benz, Celine bag
You ain't ever gotta tell her
And she know she bad
 
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Kan you make me feel like the man?
Kan you sit it all in my right hand?
Uh ohhhhhh
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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Shake it, pop it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
 
Dammmn, yeah she moving kinda fast though (fast though)
Tryna keep up, but I don't wanna crash though (crash though)
Baby got back though
She the type you sneak out the back door
Show me what you working with, drop it down, do a split
Damn girl, you bad as shit
She a vegan, but she still thick
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, westside
G bitch, big spender, big tipper
 
Grab the ones, bring the liquor
Lemme rap to ya in the basement, Big Tigger
And Jay got B and I'm YG, pop that on me
Jay got B and I'm YG, girl pop that pussy on me
 
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Kan you make me feel like the man?
Kan you sit it all in my right hand?
Uh ohhhhhh
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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Shake it, pop it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
 
All my independent ladies, go'n shake something, go 'head
Shake something 'til ya break something, oh yeah
Twerk something, baby, twerk something, go head
Shake something, baby, shake something
All my independent ladies, go'n shake something, go 'head
Shake something 'til ya break something, oh yeah
Twerk something, baby, twerk something
Twerk, twerk something, lemme know you worth something
 
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Kan you make me feel like the man?
Kan you sit it all in my right hand?
Uh ohhhhhh
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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Shake it, shake it