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Mr. T is my hero
He's so very, very cool
He teaches me to be somebody
So that I don't have to be somebody's fool
He teaches me to treat my mother right
His changes remind him of his folkses' past
He reminds me that I must wear clothing
Or in the jailhouse is where I'll wind up at
He's got all the style & cool dance moves
His rappin' skills are where it's at
I think I'd like to look just like him
Except I don't have a mohawk, and I'm not black
So Mr. T, if you ever hear this
And I really, truly hope you do
Maybe some day we could hang out
Someday when I'm famous just like you
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Silent Night
02:48
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Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, mother & Child
Holy Infant, so tender & mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from Heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing, "Alleluia!"
Christ, the Savior, is born
Christ, the Savior, is born
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
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Auld Lang Syne
02:15
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Heliotropism (Leaning Toward the Light)
Painted over the rust
But it still shows
It still shows
I got nothing but time on my hands
And this heavy load
Heavy load
Sure could use someone to walk beside me now
So pull up a stool & help me talk this out
(Chorus)
I’m walking down this road
Carrying more weight than I can hold
(I don’t ) always see things in black & white
But I assure you that I am leaning toward the light
Carrying more weight than I can hold alone
Covering over the scar
I try to hide
Try so hard to hide
(Failed more) times than I can count
But I have tried
Lord knows I’ve tried
Sure could use someone to walk beside me now
So pull up a stool & help me talk this out
(Chorus minus last line, then chorus again)
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Presence (Demo)
02:50
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I was walking down Prince Street
In this city of red & grey
When your call came
You spoke of a cost that can’t be paid
With any currency the mint had made
As the snow blew under the street lights
You always said that the small things
They seem to be the only way
When your call came, did you have the
Presence of mind, presence of mind
Even if it meant you had to bleed
Hands & feet that would
Carry their weight, carry their weight
A hand held out in need
I was walking up Prince Street
Spring in this city of green & white
When you came by
You were dreaming in languages undefined
Love profound that wrapped my mind
Like a poet who’s found his voice
Dreaming in languages undefined
Dreaming in languages undefined
I was walking down Prince Street
In this city of red & grey
When your call came
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Royal
02:42
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Rise & Shine
00:46
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Happy Birthday Taylor
00:46
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Camp Is Here
00:51
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Matt Wheeler Pennsylvania
A troubadour, a poet with a guitar, a stage banter-conversationalist - all describe Matt Wheeler's music & performance style well. Matt’s songwriting paints pictures with words, often drawing inspiration from classic works of literature or simply spinning new original stories in song. ... more
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