Time to pick it up a little with- Blood Sweat and Tears I'm not scared of dying, And I don't really care. If it's peace you find in dying, Well then let the time be near. If it's peace you find in dying, And if dying time is here, Just bundle up my coffin 'Cause it's cold way down there. I hear that its cold way down their. Yeah, crazy cold way down their. And when I die, and when I'm gone, There'll be one child born In this world to carry on, to carry on. Now troubles are many, they're as deep as a well. I can swear there ain't no heaven but I pray there ain't no hell. Swear there ain't no heaven and I pray there ain't no hell, But I'll never know by living, only my dying will tell. Yes only my dying will tell. Yeah, only my dying will tell. And when I die, and when I'm gone, There'll be one child born In this world to carry on, to carry on Give me my freedom for as long as I be. All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. All I ask of living is to have no chains on me, And all I ask of dying is to go naturally. Oh I want to go naturally. Here I go, Hey Hey! Here comes the devil, Right Behind. Look out children, Here he comes! Here he comes! Hey... Don't want to go by the devil. Don't want to go by demon. Don't want to go by Satan, Don't want to die uneasy. Just let me go naturally. and when I die, When I'm dead, dead and gone, There'll be one child born in our world to carry on, To carry on.
Blood Sweat and Tears now plays a song in honor of Raiyn giving birth... Them that's got, shall get Them that's not, shall lose So the Bible said, and it still is news Mama may have, and papa may have God bless' the child, That's got his own That's got his own Yes the strong seem to get more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't Ever make the grade As mama may have And papa may have God bless' the child That's got his own That's got his own. And when you got money, You got a lots of friends Crowdin' 'round your door When the money's gone And all you're spendin' ends They won't be 'round any more No, no, no more And rich relations May give you A crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have And your papa may have But God bless' the child That's got his own That's got his own God bless' the child who can stand up and say I've got my own Ev'ry child's, got to have his own!
Wait a min.. Just a while ago I was mudsliding and smoking weed. This baby is MESSED UP!!!! Wait, and whose the baby's daddy???
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. I fucked John Lennon.... Riiiiiight!!!! It's one of you guy's. lol.
Can it be one of the guys from Jefferson Airpane? oooh! I love them!!! Or Jim Morrison of the doors, or one of the Beatles!!!!!
Jane would be mad!!! She LOVES Jim Morrison!!! Hence her screenname.... Maybe it's you or Tom.... But It might be a rockstar.