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December 17, 2024: Nigerian pastor in church claims to bring dead person back to life

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We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinkin' of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
 
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Male:
Some velvet morning when I'm straight.
I'm gonna open up your gate.
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life
and how she made it in.
Some velvet morning when I'm straight.

Female:
Flowers growing on the hill.
Dragonflies and daffodils.
Learn from us very much.
Look at us but do not touch.
Phaedra is my name.

Male:
Some velvet morning when I'm straight.
I'm gonna open up your gate.
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life
and how she made it in.
Some velvet morning when I'm straight.

Female:
Flowers are the things we knew.
Secrets are the things we grew.
Learn from us very much.
Look at us but do not touch.
Phaedra is my name.

Male:
Some velvet morning when I'm straight.
Female:
Flowers growing on the hill.
Male:
I'm gonna open up your gate.
Female:
Dragonflies and daffodils.
Male:
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
Female:
Learn from us very much.
Male:
And how she gave me life.
Female:
Look at us but do not touch.
Male:
and how she made it in.
 
Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all cool
And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it"
First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright
But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said, "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
 
Tuesday Afternoon
Song by The Moody Blues

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Tuesday afternoon
I'm just beginning to see
Now I'm on my way
It doesn't matter to me
Chasing the clouds away
Something calls to me
The trees are drawing me near
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh
I'm looking at myself reflections of my mind
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love
If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of
Tuesday afternoon
Tuesday afternoon
Tuesday afternoon
I'm just beginning to see
Now I'm on my way
It doesn't matter to me
Chasing the clouds away
Something calls to me
The trees are drawing me near
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Justin Hayward
 
It's fine, it's cool
You can say that we are nothing, but you know the truth
And guess I'm the fool
With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof
I don't wanna call it off
But you don't wanna call it love
You only wanna be the one that I call "baby"
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
I'm cliché, who cares?
It's a sexually explicit kind of love affair
And I cry, it's not fair
I just need a little lovin', I just need a little air
Think I'm gonna call it off
Even if you call it love
I just wanna love someone who calls me "baby"
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night
With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife
And when you think about me, all of those years ago
You're standing face to face with "I told you so"
You know I hate to say, "I told you so"
You know I hate to say, but, I told you so
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling (well, I told you so)
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
 
Jesus on my neck

Nova Rockefeller
Time took the pain but then nothing grew back in its place
So I watered it with whiskey, spoken tongues at his grave
You'd think the devils on his way the way I cycle through plagues
A ballerina in a box for the spiral I made
I go around in circles and I cycle through days
In a city full of sirens and black tidalling waves
I swim out past the breakers till it sparkles and fades
Until the stars are clear as ever and they're screaming my name
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
Jesus on my speed dial right after all the demons
Fighting them in levels, final boss will be the ceiling
I'm ignoring ever call might as well of got a pager
I'm only showing up to papers so man fuck you and your rager
Another face from a bad dream
A name I wrote on paper set to flame and
Then swallow because the sacrifice was safer
Another stranger that I smile out while I'm out by a mill
Where I'm a name on a credit card of which I can't pay the bill
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
I don't need nobody when that shit pops off
You all don't like the way I'm going you can get dropped off
All the blood that's on my hands can never get washed off
I got fans who'll pull up on you like ba-rop bop bop
I don't need nobody when that shit pops off
You all don't like the way I'm going you can get dropped off
All the blood that's on my hands can never get washed off
I got fans who'll pull up on you like ba-rop bop bop
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
I'm so dead if I died I wouldn't notice
Pull up at The Case in the Uber Ford Focus
All I see is red and I feel like Moses
Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck
 
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