| Lyric | Song |
| They say in chess you've got to kill the queen and then you've made it. | |
| You play the game of shame and let your people live in fear. | |
| Hustle, bustle and so much muscle, cells about to separate. | |
| Marry me girl, be my fairy to the world, be my very own constellation. | |
| Standing in line to see the show tonight and there's a light on, heavy glow. | |
| For who my love is soul brother sacred, take it Huckleberry, slim boy take it. | |
| How long, how long will I slide, separate my side. | |
| Now it's time for you to leave, G L O R I A. | |
| I don't ever wanna feel like I did that day, take me to the place I love, take me all the way. | |
| Way upon the mountain where she died, all I ever wanted was your life. | |
| Alabama baby said, Hallelujah, good God girl, I wish I knew ya. | |
| He's a freak of nature, but we love him so. | |
| Feeling so good that day, a feeling of love that day. | |
| | Lyric | Song |
| Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do believe it, we rely on. | |
| Take a look it's on display for you, coming down no not today. | |
| My melancholy baby, the star of mazzy must, push her voice inside of me. | |
| Push me up against the wall, young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra. | |
| A fanatic by choice, aromatic is the flower, she must be moist. | |
| I heard a little girl, and what she said was something beautiful. | |
| Oh, there's a river born to be a giver, keep you warm won't let you shiver. | |
| Calling, calling for something in the air, calling, calling, I know you must be there. | |
| People, keep on learnin', soldiers, keep on warrin'. | |
| Far away you were made in a sea, just like me. | |
| One picks is broken-down devotion, I threw my pistol in the ocean | |
| Give to me sweet sacred miss, your mouth was made to | |
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