john 3.16 Lyrics
| Song | john 3.16 |
| Artist | Ruby Throat |
| Album | The Ventriloquist |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ears, eyes, nose and mouth | |
| A wolf blew down my house | |
| Bury the evidence | |
| Is easier said than done | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| It's a far reach | |
| Does it ever come to rest? | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| I wish I had done things a different way | |
| I wish I had loved you in a way | |
| That you would understand | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line I see | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| (...) | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| John 3.16 | |
| John 3.16 | |
| John 3.16 | |
| John 3.16 | |
| 'Cause that's the reason | |
| You got a love | |
| It's good enough | |
| He down and play a lot | |
| It got him out | |
| You pray to love | |
| She'll shout a lot | |
| It got a wilder | |
| He'll shout a lot | |
| We'll walk on water | |
| Shine a while | |
| (...) | |
| Light of moon | |
| (...) | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| I wish you well anyway | |
| (…) | |
| Walk on water, baby | |
| Walk on water lights | |
| (...) | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby’s got a knife | |
| The third arm's going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby's lights | |
| Baby start to running | |
| The third arm grind her teeth | |
| She'll sharpen up her shallow blade | |
| Cry baby's last bequeath | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Baby grown a third arm | |
| And she knows what she can't do | |
| The third arm grown another plan | |
| And set the blade on you | |
| (...) | |
| Garden on a name | |
| I don't want to lie | |
| (...) | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby’s got a knife | |
| The third arm's going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby's lights | |
| So baby start to running | |
| The third arm grinds her teeth | |
| She'll sharpen up this shallow blade | |
| Baby's last bequeath | |
| Now baby's in a warm love | |
| The third arm bolts the door | |
| In light of baby's other lovers | |
| They stole them all and more | |
| So baby grew a third arm | |
| To do what she can't do | |
| The third arm had another plan | |
| She turned the blade on you | |
| She turned the blade on |
| Ears, eyes, nose and mouth | |
| A wolf blew down my house | |
| Bury the evidence | |
| Is easier said than done | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| It' s a far reach | |
| Does it ever come to rest? | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| I wish I had done things a different way | |
| I wish I had loved you in a way | |
| That you would understand | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line I see | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| ... | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| ' Cause that' s the reason | |
| You got a love | |
| It' s good enough | |
| He down and play a lot | |
| It got him out | |
| You pray to love | |
| She' ll shout a lot | |
| It got a wilder | |
| He' ll shout a lot | |
| We' ll walk on water | |
| Shine a while | |
| ... | |
| Light of moon | |
| ... | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| I wish you well anyway | |
| Walk on water, baby | |
| Walk on water lights | |
| ... | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby' s got a knife | |
| The third arm' s going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby' s lights | |
| Baby start to running | |
| The third arm grind her teeth | |
| She' ll sharpen up her shallow blade | |
| Cry baby' s last bequeath | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Baby grown a third arm | |
| And she knows what she can' t do | |
| The third arm grown another plan | |
| And set the blade on you | |
| ... | |
| Garden on a name | |
| I don' t want to lie | |
| ... | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby' s got a knife | |
| The third arm' s going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby' s lights | |
| So baby start to running | |
| The third arm grinds her teeth | |
| She' ll sharpen up this shallow blade | |
| Baby' s last bequeath | |
| Now baby' s in a warm love | |
| The third arm bolts the door | |
| In light of baby' s other lovers | |
| They stole them all and more | |
| So baby grew a third arm | |
| To do what she can' t do | |
| The third arm had another plan | |
| She turned the blade on you | |
| She turned the blade on |
| Ears, eyes, nose and mouth | |
| A wolf blew down my house | |
| Bury the evidence | |
| Is easier said than done | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| It' s a far reach | |
| Does it ever come to rest? | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| I wish I had done things a different way | |
| I wish I had loved you in a way | |
| That you would understand | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| Behind the tree line I see | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| ... | |
| Behind the tree line | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| John 3. 16 | |
| ' Cause that' s the reason | |
| You got a love | |
| It' s good enough | |
| He down and play a lot | |
| It got him out | |
| You pray to love | |
| She' ll shout a lot | |
| It got a wilder | |
| He' ll shout a lot | |
| We' ll walk on water | |
| Shine a while | |
| ... | |
| Light of moon | |
| ... | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| Settle down now, baby | |
| If I could tell you what I know | |
| It would fall away | |
| There is nothing I can say | |
| I wish you well anyway | |
| Walk on water, baby | |
| Walk on water lights | |
| ... | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby' s got a knife | |
| The third arm' s going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby' s lights | |
| Baby start to running | |
| The third arm grind her teeth | |
| She' ll sharpen up her shallow blade | |
| Cry baby' s last bequeath | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Oh, why? | |
| Baby grown a third arm | |
| And she knows what she can' t do | |
| The third arm grown another plan | |
| And set the blade on you | |
| ... | |
| Garden on a name | |
| I don' t want to lie | |
| ... | |
| Whispering in the blind spot | |
| Baby' s got a knife | |
| The third arm' s going to use it | |
| Going to turn out baby' s lights | |
| So baby start to running | |
| The third arm grinds her teeth | |
| She' ll sharpen up this shallow blade | |
| Baby' s last bequeath | |
| Now baby' s in a warm love | |
| The third arm bolts the door | |
| In light of baby' s other lovers | |
| They stole them all and more | |
| So baby grew a third arm | |
| To do what she can' t do | |
| The third arm had another plan | |
| She turned the blade on you | |
| She turned the blade on |
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