Sticks & stones

Tell me what I did To push you off the cliff You can try to take my hand But I'm not coming with you Say what you like Just look me in the eye You can pull out your knife It's not as sharp as mine Oh,...

We did not esteem Him We hid our faces from Him As smitten of God Surely our sins He wore The griefs we bore fell upon Him No stately form of majesty That we would see Him lovely Aquainted with grief...

Stop your screamin', stop puttin' me down Sayin' my hair is much too long Teachers & preachers say that rock is wrong I ain't goin' to hell for singin' a song Give me liberty is what I say I...

Now here's a tale Tale I will tell Blood lust after no sweet love And a many, many things I do so well Oh you know that's the end That's the end so far away down They said that I was as good as dead...