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To: PROLIFE who wrote (20314)	8/21/1998 9:06:00 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 39621

Lay down my dear brother, lay down and take your rest, Won't you lay your head upon your savior's chest, I love you all, but Jesus loves you the best And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. Walking in Jerusalem just like John (goodnight, goodnight) I would never ride, well, I would never ride (goodnight, goodnight) But His rod and His staff, they comfort me (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "A" for the ark, that wonderful boat (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "B" for the beast at the ending of the wood (goodnight, goodnight) You know it ate all the children when they wouldn't be good, Walking in Jerusalem just like John (goodnight, goodnight) I go walking in the valley of the shadow of death, And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.

To: PROLIFE who wrote (20314)	8/22/1998 2:10:00 AM
From: Kid Rock	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 39621

DCF, Since we are sharing song lyrics that move us, here is one of my favorites: Here comes the thunder down under, we're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Sunrises of people all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's funky No matter this rude boy stll got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am I be a cool awakwening It's getting hectic the metrics the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red all the poets are dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are a changin' myself I'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve all blazin' Born to act out, Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, Think you knowwhere it's at Born to act out, But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, Guns are for pussies I'm not from Philly but some say I'm a blunt That's just the way I am and no I'm not going to front And yes I took a trip to find outabout the ways of big City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whisky Sad classical music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood Blvd. Barfly frolic room Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other hell bent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother Take it brother all the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid, And then guns are shared You guys think you're hard, But you're in fear of getting harmed I fear no man and I am unarmed 311 Guns are for Pussies