When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?" He said "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?" Because one day I'll leave you, A phantom to lead you in the summer, To join the black parade."
When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me. And other times I feel like I should go. And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets. When you're gone we want you all to know.
We'll carry on, We'll carry on And though you're dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And in my heart I can't contain it The anthem won't explain it.
A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all. So paint it black and take it back Lets shout it loud and clear Defiant to the end We hear the call
To carry on We'll carry on Though you're dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated Your weary widow marches On and on we carry through the fears Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers Ooh oh ohhhh Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die You'll never make me Because the world, will never take my heart You can try, you'll never break me You want it all, you wanna play this part I won't explain or say I'm sorry I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar Give a cheer, for all the broken Listen here, because it's only you I'm just a man, I'm not a hero I'm just a boy, who's meant to sing this song I'm just a man, I'm not a hero I -- don't -- care
We'll carry on We'll carry on Though you're dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on You'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated Your weary widow marches on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry We'll carry on (Do or die, you'll never make me Because the world, will never take my heart You can try, you'll never break me You want it all, you wanna play this part)
Not sure about the online karaoke of Mr. Carey Ohn, but always found that tune too melodramatic, e.g...."would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned.? That's a heavy load for a little shaver. Even more unclear what it has to do with Mr. Thomas.
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This has been sitting at zero for too long. Happy birthday Mr. Thomas and many more!
HG
no kidding - happy b-day Mr. Thomas and all the great Thomas family....
January
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?"
Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade."
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
When you're gone we want you all to know.
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.
A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end
We hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on
Though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it's only you
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I'm just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I -- don't -- care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
Though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
You'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry
We'll carry on
(Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part)
Still happy b-day to Mr. Thomas.
Not sure about the online karaoke of Mr. Carey Ohn, but always found that tune too melodramatic, e.g...."would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned.? That's a heavy load for a little shaver. Even more unclear what it has to do with Mr. Thomas.
HG
He must be from Normal.
The corn fields of ILL of are making the Dallas Morning News. Anybody out there have an Irish Row update on crops, etc.
Happy Birthday, All the Best and Fair Winds to Mr. Thomas
Happy b-day to Mr. Thomas, and shout outs to all the Thomas clan, one of the finest in HOG CITY!!!!
Sit back on your 102nd and listen to Carey Ohn's serenade!
Too Easy! Next!
Drove through Illinois today. Central Il is much better than the southern end, but not the best we have ever had. Expecting a rally.
BEP
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