3 ELEMENTS (THAT'S RIGHT) - Written by Carroll Bryant
Paper money goes hand to hand
It doesn't take much to understand
We carry the precious of souls
And where money dies, love grows - that's right!
So, keep your creepy thinking to yourself
Because I don't want to go to hell
I got the number three
The elements that make up me - that's right!
The father
The son
The holy ghost
That's right!
Sinful players go hand in hand
It doesn't take much to make your stand
We worry but our spirit knows
And where sin dies, love grows - that's right!
So, keep your creepy thinking to yourself
Because I don't want to go to hell
I got the number three
The elements that make up me - that's right!
The father
The son
The holy ghost
That's right!
We carry the precious of souls
And where death dies, love grows - that's right!
So, keep your creepy thinking to yourself
Because I don't want to go to hell
I got the number three
The elements that make up me - that's right!
The father
The son
The holy ghost
That's right!
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