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explain this thing to me
What's this horse doing here in the stable where my horse ought to be

Well, you old fool, you blind fool can't you plainly see
I saw her drinking beer
Eatin' peanuts by the bar
I was pretty desperate and I knew she had a car
She said her name was Debbie
She was a friend
[Prevail]
As 10,000 Maniacs emerge from an Oasis that's Everclear
My Soundgarden was invented to Blind Melons and Smash Pumpkins
How could a whole
ask me if I even care.
We'll in Flame your Lips crack your Lemonhead blow up an Oasis Blind Melons
Dead and 120 Minutes of bitches sounding like
Crows
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind
Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind
Waiting
strung around my calf picture the flies
On melon halves
You end up living somewhere cheap
And die upon a compost heap

Of all the people I don't know
second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company

Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing well
struggling in my car
Fresh ale and flies
On melon halves
You wind up living somewhere cheap
And die upon a compost heap
Of all the people I don't know
deludes reality
By the missionaries of sin
Who evict virtue for fame
 
Judgement of the marionettes
Is decided on the goodness
Determined by
by our enemies. Led by our enemies. The morning rained fire. Over the eyes of the blind. While we kiss their hands. Let the heavens retire. We turned
means she never doubts

Day falls into night
She draws the blind
Calls it a day
And when she wakes
Sees nothing's changed
Straight up.

She just stands
Blind folks be like, "Somebody turned the lights off" 

Immense rep, poppin out a muffin 

Make famous artists that's dead hop out a coffin
Blind folks be like, "Somebody turned the lights off" 

Immense rep, poppin out a muffin 

Make famous artists that's dead hop out a coffin
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind
Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind
Waiting
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
there
Carry big guns, without bein parried
Yo, Cali n****s say its carried
Yo, don't waste your mind on time, don't chase the blind
Don't eat swine,
there
Carry big guns, without bein parried
Yo, Cali niggas say its carried
Yo, don't waste your mind on time, don't chase the blind
Don't eat swine,
to,
On my way to school 10.000 in my FUBU,
Lunchtime I was sellin' behind the bungalows,
Baggin' up rocks the size of melons,
That's when the fiends
the Pacewon-er, more hot than late summer
Eighth wonder of the bass drum
Who can touch your melon you can tell 'em PACEWON!
You only do what Pace says
Bottle up
up da dadan dada
Mind if I say something for mine
Cause it's about time, to get serious
A mysterious time, blind melons
It ain't no telling, if
I'm a professional
I'm a professional
I'm a professional...

[Top Dog]
You must be blind and deaf
To think that you can test
Originoo Gunn
I'm staring directly at the sun till my eyes go blind
Nigga never understand, the purpose is so divine
I'm way too far out, you can never change my
rejuvenation
Triple album project, detonatin' tracks like these

Magnums and Berettas, part-time hostages at pottery classes
Blind date at the wax museum
Southern Dream Track #22 2:44
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Chicago, November 12, 1947
With Blind John Davis - piano, Big
the bungalows
Baggin' up rocks the size of melons

That's when the fiends start tellin'
You can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock like Ellen