I dont have any copyright for this song Lyrics: A fool in love A crazy situation Her velvet glove Knocks me down and down and down and down. Her kiss of fire A loaded invitation Inside her smile She takes me down and down and down and down. Her moves look good A touch of desparation From where I stood She turned my head around and round and round. It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Taking me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh-oh 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Taking me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh, I'm burning in love! A strange infatuation Why cold cold touch, mmm What must I do, do, do, do The heat and the dust Increase my desolation In God we trust Always for you, and you, and you, and you. It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh-oh-oh 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Leading me back down the road that leads back to you. Baby, now It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the raod that leads back to you. Oh, don't ya hear me baby, now 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Leading me back down the road that leads back to you you you, Yeah-yeah-yeah I'm coming home, oh oh Gonna get there, gonna get there, don't ya know babe It comes kinds hard I said when I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the raod that leads back to ooh ooh ooh ooh 29 Palms

Robert Plant 29 palms Fate of Nations krushkha

I do not have any copyright for this song Lyrics: If God had a name, what would it be And would you call it to his face If you were faced with him in all his glory What would you ask if you had just one question And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home If God had a face what would it look like And would you want to see If seeing meant that you would have to believe In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home He's trying to make his way home Back up to heaven all alone Nobody calling on the phone Except for the pope maybe in rome And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if god was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home Just trying to make his way home Like a holy rolling stone Back up to heaven all alone Just trying to make his way home Nobody calling on the phone Except for the pope maybe in rome

Joan Osborne one of us god religion rock classic krushkha