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Albums:

Primitive Plus (Edan) · Primitive Man (Icehouse) · Primitive Plus (Edan) · Primitive Enema (Butt Trumpet) · Primitive [Clean] (Soulfly) · Primitive [Import Bonus Tracks] (Soulfly) · Primitive (Soulfly) · Primitive (Neil Diamond) · Raw Pre-War Gospel (1926-36): American Primitive, Vol. 1 (Charley Patton) · Flowers/Primitive Man (Icehouse) – and 90 other albums »


This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.



He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
Moon14day-1985-600c

Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
Moon14day-1985-600c

Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
the strong rain
E' Meia Noite - Brasilian percussionist, Meia Noite, who plays on this album and on "Primitive"
Quebrando tudo - fucking shit up on rhythms.
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
primitive, I'm Olympian, now it's routed in pistols
Allow me to buy the album, child imbeciles
I was a coward out to intend powerful minutes for
The crowd,
Nigga's wuteva...it's only the real that they recognize by the real
And since you don't recognize you know the deal
How I feel? I don't know emotions get
The Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.

And I know it's long gone,
And that magic's not here no
And Mama woke up the next day and shot her album package
Last time the miscarriage was so tragic
We was afraid you'd disappear, but nah, baby, you magic
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
Daddy Rae
Represent (represent)
Magic Mike
Yo, I represent, I represent

I represent 10 albums at twenty seven years old
Millions of copies sold
falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days

And I know it's long gone
And that magic's not here no more
And I might be
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
true
We family and ain't a damn thing changed, unless it's you

So young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i went
So
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
"You want power, but you're not big enough
So you steal it piece by piece.
Take it in spoils, and step by step you'll weaken and the power is gone"
of life and vibrance
Side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my
can be true
We family and ain't a damn thing changed, unless it's you

So young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin I
six different strands
would lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin
the hood, when you ballin' with lames
On the highway to heaven, I headed to switch lanes
In the ghetto, surrounded by these bitches and gangs
It's much,