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Nation To Nation
All The World
Must Come Together
Face The Problems
That We See
Then Maybe Somehow We Can Work It Out
I Asked My Neighbor
For A Favor
She Said Later
What Has Come Of
All The People
Have We Lost Love
Of What It�s About
I Have To Find My Peace Cuz
No One Seems To Let Me Be
False Prophets Cry Of Doom
What Are The Possibilities
I Told My Brother
There�ll Be Problems,
Times And Tears For Fears,
We Must Live Each Day
Like It�s The Last
Go With It
Go With It
Jam
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t Too Much
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t
Don�t You
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
The World Keeps Changing
Rearranging Minds
And Thoughts
Predictions Fly Of Doom
The Baby Boom
Has Come Of Age
We�ll Work It Out
I Told My Brothers
Don�t You Ask Me
For No Favors
I�m Conditioned By
The System
Don�t You Talk To Me
Don�t Scream And Shout
She Pray To God, To Buddha
Then She Sings A
Talmud Song
Confusions Contradict
The Self
Do We Know Right
From Wrong
I Just Want You To
Recognize Me
In The Temple
You Can�t Hurt Me
I Found Peace
Within Myself
Go With It
Go With It
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t Too Much
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t
Don�t You
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t Too Much
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t
Don�t You
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
(Rap Performed By
Heavy D)
Jam Jam
Here Comes The Man
Hot Damn
The Big Boy Stands
Movin� Up A Hand
Makin� Funky Tracks
With My Man
Michael Jackson
Smooth Criminal
That�s The Man
Mike�s So Relaxed
Mingle Mingle Jingle
In The Jungle
Bum Rushed The Door
3 And 4�s In A Bundle
Execute The Plan
First I Cooled Like A Fan
Got With Janet
Then With Guy
Now With Michael
Cause It Ain�t Hard To...
(Michael)
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t Too Much
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
Get On It
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t
Don�t Stop
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Jam
It Ain�t
It Ain�t Too Much Stuff
It Ain�t
Don�t You
It Ain�t Too Much For Me To
Originally posted by woodwardjnr
Michael Jackson, coldplay and any other band or artists are not prophets they are more concerned with profits. Now just imagine a member of ATS was in a band and wrote a song, the lyrics would be about the NWO and aliens, would it then make them a prophet.
[edit on 28-6-2009 by woodwardjnr]
Originally posted by Whine Flu
I guess anyone with lyrics about togetherness will become prophets when they die.
Seriously, he's just another dead popstar.
Hold Me
Like The River Jordan
And I Will Then Say To Thee
You Are My Friend
Carry Me
Like You Are My Brother
Love Me Like A Mother
Would You Be There?
Weary
Tell Me Will You Hold Me
When Wrong, Will You Skold Me
When Lost Will You Find Me?
But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human
Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me
(Hold Me) show me
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
told me
(Softly Then Boldly)
(Carry Me There)
I'm Only Human
(Lead Me)
hold me
(Love Me And Feed Me)
ye yeah
(Kiss Me And Free Me)
yeah
(I Will Feel Blessed)
I'm Only Human
(Carry)
Carry
(Carry Me Boldly)
Carry me
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
yeah
(Carry Me There)
I'm Only Human
(Save Me)
need me
(Heal Me And Bathe Me)
lift me up lift me up
(Softly You Say To Me)
(I Will Be There)
I Will Be There
(Lift Me)
i'm gonna care
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
(Carry Me Boldly)
yeah
(Show Me You Care)
Show Me You Care
(Hold Me)
whoooo
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
i git lonly some times
(Softly Then Boldly)
i git lonly
(Carry Me There)
yeah yeah carry me there
yeah yeah yeah
[Spoken]
In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tripulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart.
I was wandering in the rain
Mask of life, feelin' insane
Swift and sudden fall from grace
Sunny days seem far away
Kremlin's shadow belittlin' me
Stalin's tomb won't let me be
On and on and on it came
Wish the rain would just let me be
How does it feel
(How does it feel)
How does it feel
How does it feel
When you're alone
And you're cold inside
Here abandoned in my fame
Armageddon of the brain
KGB was doggin' me
Take my name and just let me be
Then a begger boy called my name
Happy days will drown the pain
On and on and on it came
In the rain, and again, and again
Take my name and just let me be
How does it feel
(How does it feel)
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
(How does it feel now)
How does it feel
How does it feel
When you're alone
And you're cold inside
How does it feel
(How does it feel)
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
(How does it feel now)
How does it feel
How does it feel
When you're alone
And you're cold inside
Like a stranger in Moscow
(Lord have mercy)
Like a stranger in Moscow
(Lord have mercy)
We're talkin' danger
We're talkin' danger baby
Like a stranger in Moscow
We're talkin' danger
We're talkin' danger baby
Like a stranger in Moscow
I'm livin' lonely
I'm livin' lonely, baby
A stranger in Moscow
KGB Interrogatory (Russian to English translation):
"Why have you come from the West? Confess!
To steal the great achievements of the people,
the accomplishments of the workers..."
Originally posted by bourbon2nite
reply to post by Applesandoranges
I wonder if you also looked up the "credits" for this music. Do you seriously believe that m.j. wrote all the words to every song by himself for the sole purpose of being a prophet.