| Song | Sing to the Singer |
| Artist | Danielson Famile |
| Album | Fetch the Compass Kids |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Palladino | |
| As we're singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we're singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we're singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we're singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Let us celebrate with song of songs and | |
| Odes that man has never ever sung and | |
| Even if the melody's a flop we're | |
| Gonna sing your way right through the top. | |
| How to sing a spirit song skipped a generation | |
| So we sing as on the vine outside o' the time | |
| Line us up, no time to play, not do our own thing on this day | |
| We got rhyme and reasoning, do the word just like breathing. | |
| Let us utter with the music modulations. | |
| Hum and twitter like the kettle on the boil. | |
| Pipe and chirpin' with the birds and their words all | |
| Do anoint the King of Kings. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| Pappa began song, to point to our purpose | |
| With our bedroom clothes on. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| I am is... no matter how I "feel". | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers = sonship shape singers. | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers = sonship shape singers. | |
| As we're singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we're singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we're singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we're singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Clear your ways. |
| zuo qu : Palladino | |
| As we' re singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Let us celebrate with song of songs and | |
| Odes that man has never ever sung and | |
| Even if the melody' s a flop we' re | |
| Gonna sing your way right through the top. | |
| How to sing a spirit song skipped a generation | |
| So we sing as on the vine outside o' the time | |
| Line us up, no time to play, not do our own thing on this day | |
| We got rhyme and reasoning, do the word just like breathing. | |
| Let us utter with the music modulations. | |
| Hum and twitter like the kettle on the boil. | |
| Pipe and chirpin' with the birds and their words all | |
| Do anoint the King of Kings. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| Pappa began song, to point to our purpose | |
| With our bedroom clothes on. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| I am is... no matter how I " feel". | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers sonship shape singers. | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers sonship shape singers. | |
| As we' re singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Clear your ways. |
| zuò qǔ : Palladino | |
| As we' re singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Let us celebrate with song of songs and | |
| Odes that man has never ever sung and | |
| Even if the melody' s a flop we' re | |
| Gonna sing your way right through the top. | |
| How to sing a spirit song skipped a generation | |
| So we sing as on the vine outside o' the time | |
| Line us up, no time to play, not do our own thing on this day | |
| We got rhyme and reasoning, do the word just like breathing. | |
| Let us utter with the music modulations. | |
| Hum and twitter like the kettle on the boil. | |
| Pipe and chirpin' with the birds and their words all | |
| Do anoint the King of Kings. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| Pappa began song, to point to our purpose | |
| With our bedroom clothes on. | |
| Zion is the place where praise plows the soul and | |
| Finally outta control. | |
| I am is... no matter how I " feel". | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers sonship shape singers. | |
| The compass kids are sailing through the ol' humdingers | |
| Sobbering slingers sonship shape singers. | |
| As we' re singin' for the singer our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' for you, singer, our hart strings ring nearer to thee. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer to me. | |
| As we' re singin' to you, singer, your hart strings ring clearer, so | |
| Clear your ways. |