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Ashcroft Richard United Nations Of Sound

sound Oh in London town - the same pain, same joy, same sound America, America, I?m looking for you everywhere Are you ? the same pain, same joy, same sound

(It?s glory, it's glory, it's glory ..... ) Glory Hallelulah, I think I?m coming through yeah Out of the black, out of the blue Out of the old into the

Good loving in the morning Like butter through your fingers I feel it in a strain - I hear a multitude of singers in my mind The closer I get, the deeper

I reach the gnosis The point where everything is divine (so divine) Yeah The United Nations of Sound (one more) The United Nations of Love (baby make it, we can still make it) The United Nations

don?t know where I am bound She brings me the music And now I?m floating in her sound, and now I?m floating in her sound I love this town, but I?m

Oh, six strings, three chords, ah big dreams And he don?t let me down (he never) When the days of rain came (he was there) He was there for me when

Ooh-ooh yeah Ooh-ooh yeah Ooh-ooh yeah Are you ready? Ooh, are you ready for the day? He's gonna come back down to earth I hope you're gonna pray That

Beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude

Yeah, baby You know this feeling when you catch a wave You wanna ride it to the end of your days We're busy doin' it, we're busy makin' it We're busy