Hark! The herald angels sing
Glory to the new born King
Peace
Oh come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye, oh
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the
Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright
Round
The first Noel the angel did say
Was to certain poor
I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta
Right now everything sucks,
I can't express the things I want
Ive
all the times you came to me
and told me
In the mall, in the fall, we're sneaking to the
I was driving this morning
And sat in traffic on the
There will come a day when we transcend our pain
Until
When I walk down the street
I've been tripping on my
I used to sing songs at the break of the
Ladies and Gentlemen, the prettiest girl in the whole wide
Everything we fight for seems to get shot down
No one
