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12th Sunday of Ordinary Time

21st Sunday of Ordinary Time

Jazzy & Funky instrumental Hip Hop music without Rap.From the album Return Of The Pharaoh Produced by Alfred Collins.

Bobby Golderman amplified harmonica william hesch-guitar jerry solomon(homie) david sisson-drums Gary the Man brooks..organ/keys

This electronic journey takes the listener on an ecclectic race against time - as he/she battles through the many obstacles thrown to us all during lifes many challenges. Upbeat in tempo, and with a catchy back beat, and a somewhat retro 90's feel, this track is dedicated to all those who are currently battling through the global financial crisis - and represents the race for survival during these trying times.

RADIO Lyrics & Music By Tom Wilson © 2008 There was a time very long ago Our moments spent were worth so much The precious moments that we used to know Now seem distant and out of touch Even singers on my radio That once were my friends Remind me of a song that never ends If my hearts not broke it must be bent You could have made it so easy If you had turned and walked away Instead you held out for what used to be While I just prayed to God you’d stay Like dedications on my radio I tried to send Still remind me of a song that never ends If my hearts not broke it must be bent Silent moments have grown so long There’s nothing left for us to say We may never know just what went wrong As you turn and walk away No-one’s listening to the radio So why pretend Reminds me even good songs have to end If my hearts not broke it must be bent

Well its raining all over in the Jackson Night And we pass a pull over by the blue and white Who are reigning in the drunkards on the soggy streets. Trying to keep a lock on society Yeah its raining all over in the tragic sense Got a painting that was hoisted without recompense And the burglars are eating all the food in my fridge. So we're stepping out to eat at the old oakridge. But a games a game when you're having fun. And I'm poor enough and she's richly done. To be giving me candy in the misty night. Without a pull over by the blue and white. Said its raining all over, yeah its raining on down. She take off her pull over then we go to town. Cause there's nothing much sadder than to waist a ride. Staring out the window in the gloomy night. There's a siren in the distance as we lay complete. With a fog in our body after wet back seats. Then we laugh outloud cause we feel so fine. Staring at the ships in the old black line. Cause its raining all over in the world tonight. And the distance we travel brings new delights Under silky black curtains of the falling rain. Stumbling to the beat of the back room swing.

I mix breed of sound i felt pretty terrible lately so i created this mess...well i like anyways maybe bass next time...

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