Up at eight, you can't be late. For Matthew & Son, he won't wait. Watch them run down to platform one. And the eight thirty train to Matthew & Son Matthew & Son, the work's never done. There's
Had an uncle named Matthew. Was his fathers only boy. Born just south of Colby, Kansas. Was his mother's pride and joy Yes, and joy was just the thing he was raised on. Love was just the way to
Why you say the things you say?. I'll never know I need you so. Why you play the games you play?. I'll never know cos I need you so Running around in your sharp sand. Running around don't know
Clean shirt, new shoes. And I don't know where I am goin' to. Silk suit, black tie. I don't need a reason why They come runnin' just as fast as they can. 'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp
signs of the times we're in today Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door. And there can't be too much more to come to pass. Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door. And a day or one day more could be the last
Clean shirt, new shoes. and I don't know where I am goin' to. Silk suit, black tie,. I don't need a reason why. They come runnin' just as fast as they can. coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed
signs of the times we're in today Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door. And there can't be too much more to come to pass. Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door. And a day or one day more could be the last
Song Temple - matthew and the atlas lyrics. We wanted to remember everything that we'd forgotten,. We wanted to believe that we were not fading,. In the temple we were unfolding,. In the crooked
us more!. Drop the beat as sharp as a razor!. Sharp as a razor!. . (All the girls say!) Wind it up!. (All the boys say!) Wind it up!. (All the girls say!) Wind it up!. (All the boys say!) Wind
got it made. Think you got it made. Think you got it made. When you're one blade shy of a sharp edge Republican is the way you vote. You've got a sticker on your bumper that's how I know. And you
Song Break My Stride - Matthew Wilder. Last night I had the strangest dream. I sailed away to China. In a little row boat to find ya. And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned. Didn't want no
Song One Night - Matthew Koma. You think you're the new sexy. In a white mercedez at bends me to the grave. You make casual messy. And all my cheereos posses you like a slave, you're custom made
