My Homie Got Shot
One song of love
One song of peace
One song to make all our troubles cease
One hymn, one theme, one hope, one dream
Imagine what tomorrow would bring
If we all sing one song
If we all learn the words
Just think how great the song would be
And since the song is in freedom's key
One voice you'd hear, so pure, so clear
Imagine what tomorrow would bring
If we all sing one song
There's just one sun that warms our day
The same moon and stars light our way
This little ball whirling in space
It's our only h
St. John
(Come on boy, the tape is rollin')
(One, two, one two, two two two)
John was bad
He gave it everything he had
John he prayed
For all the people ever made
John was cool
He never did no after school
Late at night when he praised the Lord
He laid his hands down upon the bloody sword
John, St John be cool
Tell the people
They follow you
They follow you
But every night when he praised the Lord
he laid his hands down upon the bloody sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down your bloody sword
John, St John be cool
Tell the people
They follow you
John, St John be cool
Tell the people
They follow you
late at night when he praised the Lord
He lay his hands down upon the bloody sword
Laid down upon the sword
Down, down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword
gettin' down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword
Laid it down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword
Late night TV roared