Danielson - Don't You Be The Judge download mp3

Lyrics

Don’t you be the judge me
Don’t me be the judge my
Don’t my be the judge I
Don’t I’ll be judge
You in the front row! Go ahead and sing your verse! You can do it!
We all walk far too tall
Skeptically at the mall
Laying down the old law
Don’t you be the judge
Very good!
Okay, let’s see, you up in the third level, yeah, that’s you!
The sad teens goin' steady
Are out of love already
Now junked up on confetti
But don’t you be the judge
Yeah, all together now!
Okay, now you guys, back here behind the stage, yeah, it’s hard to see back
there
Those at the X-mas party
In the Atlantic City
Are fishing for some pity
But don’t you be the judge
I think I’ll marry you!
Okay, let’s see now, way at the top, 7A, yeah that’s you, seat 54!
He’s hot stuff with his tall hat
Only likes things he’s good at
But under that his hair’s flat
Still don’t you be the judge
All together, now!
Okay, you right there, with all the beers in your hands, yeah, yeah…
The young ones claim their spirits back
Still Mom insists on wearing black
Dad’s sad sack has come right back
Still don’t you be the judge
Okay, I think I’ll take this one right here, yeah, I’ll take it
When we were swimming in the womb
The Lord named us all after him
Who’s being in us and this room
«Daniel» means «God's my Judge.»
Won’t you be my judge, Lord???