someone's watching, watching over me I hope someone's watching, watching over me I hope someone's watching, watching over me I hope someone's watching, watching over me
's watching, watching over me. I hope someone's watching, watching over me. I hope someone's watching, watching over me. I hope someone's watching, watching over me
so watch your step duke Its Detroit stepping through, watch me let loose And shut your whole shit down like Guoliani See me in the candy M with two behind me
, "Get up, whoever you are, and get a pick axe Give me enough coal to start another hell and keep it burnin' Mine me enough to start another hell" John
Don't you see we've been watched over As we crossed the wildest seas [JOHN] The don't say in these files There's a woman in love here What sustained her for miles
you to tell Motherfucker make sense - you delirious as hell [Boots] Lean over the bed and let me whisper close Watch these motherfuckers with the stethoscopes
Mutha'fucka!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow! Someone betta' tell them so. . . [Swifty McVay] You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me
Kim: Lea Salonga John: Peter Polycarpou JOHN: I'm not here as a friend I have a job to do it's strange to find my work should lead me here to you Chris
thought we ought to walk awhile So we left that town in a single file Up and up and up mile after mile after mile We reached the tree line and I dropped
watches over me And the state protects and feeds me And my conscience never leaves me And I'm loyal to the unions Who protect me at all levels I'm a working John
clouds were made by me. i had been kicked out of hippy houses all over seattle. the house on john street. 6th and john. they had me sleeping on the roof
man mane but they washed up down tha drain, They hate me cause they aint me but please make no mistake, Yeah they not me but cant stop me cause im
John Henry hammered in the mountain He'd give a grunt he give a groan every swing The women-folks from miles around heard him and come down To watch make
for God and the Economy Big brother watches over me And the state protects and feeds me And my conscience never leaves me And I'm loyal to the unions who protect me
