your ass kicked. I make money and for me its sheer kind, comin through, smellin good, park (??) (ooooh) all in detriot man they know my (??) stretchin they
Do they know it's Christmas time at all Here's to you raise a glass for everyone Here's to them underneath that burning sun Do they know it's Christmas
by a mill pond in the moonlight And they spoke of the young men on the front line How they all wished them home for the Christmas time As they spoke
that ain't got any talent but think they do And think they're foolin' you The ones who jump on the wagon Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas-time at all? Here's to you raise a glas for ev'ryone Here's to them underneath that burning sun Do they know
call you and try to say thank you For being the sun on my face I know the world's almost over but you make it seem better And I hope for you I do the
He had the perfect life When they had graduated college They were wed in a ceremony quite grand Then they moved to new york In a dream they seemed caught
that burning sun (Everyone)Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Chorus (Everyone) Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas
my own Now I might try to make it, to make it They say it's in a language all of your own (Because I run the show, even though I may not know) Well
Lockheed do that every day Yeah, ow yeah The Gringos seized all my pottery frogs And teddy bears dressed in cammo fatigues The Hitler poster by the Christmas
shit Up the hill, but you still singin that shit Talkin shit like you know what its like to walk this shit Get on some stalkin shit So you know what
breath i would have to sit back and play nieve and it hurt watching my mum struggle trust me when you broke and hungry its hard to stay out of trouble its
scared to come get me 'cause know whats up, Bloods still got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its
Do they know it's christmastime at all? (here's to you) raise a glass for everyone (here's to them) underneath that burning sun Do they know it's christmastime
' every year at Christmas time All the kids are in their glory, when the snow begins to fall cause they know its bringin' Santa Clause and the Christmas
sweat rolled down my cheeks and I don't know why And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky I do not know how long in the snow
do you know that? robbie ray: well, there some things that daddy knows like i know the sun is going to come up tomorrow i know that uncle earles is never
Day This town puts up its old display Streetlights hung with candy canes and bows The earlier it gets each year The scarcer is my Christmas cheer I