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Galveston
I still hear your sea waves crashing
while I watch the cannon's flashing
I clean my gun and dream of Galveston

I still see her standing by
July 21st 1939, Chicago, Illinois
Album: Sonny Boy Williamson 'The Blues'
Chicago 1937-1945 by Fremeaux & Associates #FA 253 
Transcriber:
Shout it from the brink
You're louder than you think

21st century kid surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for
Galveston
I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the cannons flashing
I clean my gun and dream of Galveston

I still see her standing by
And you smile 

[Chorus : ] 
Captain Jack will get you high tonight 
And take you to your special island 
Captain Jack will get you by tonight 
Just
Galveston, I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the cannons flashing
I clean my gun and dream of Galveston

I still see her standing by
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
Galveston.
I still hear your sea waves crashing.
While I watch the cannons flashing.
I clean my gun and dreamed of Galveston.

I still see her standing by
(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album
Billy, just like Billy the Kid

Well now, Billy he was a bad boy
He won the wilder west
By the year of 21, had many notches on his gun
But someone
Captain Jack will get you by tonight 
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'  

So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot 
and you meet your
feel his pain; it's crashing like thunder.
But he rolls on, the gun by his side,
The bullet in the chamber and the fear he can't hide,
Another punk
21 
Oh life has just begun 
Got a temper like a gun 
Pointing it at everyone 
That's his game 
And it helps him to get through the day 
But
Artist: Hot Boys
Album: Let 'Em Burn
Song: Down Here
Typed by: CaTasHtRoPhE21@aol.com

[B.G.]
(y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, why'kno about the Hot
From the album strontium 90 (pangaea/ark21)
Words and music by sting

Everyone I know is lonely
My god's so far away
And my heart belongs to no one
They sell posters of girls washing cars and unicorns and stars
Guns and roses album covers 
They've got most of the barney dvds coffee mugs and tee's
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album had no famous guest
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, are they right, yes, by who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why?
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album had no famous guest
[Government of the people]
[For the people]
[By the people]

News reporter:
Earlier today in Broward County, appalling court
judges upheld
of America]
[By the people]
[By the people]
Luke (being interviewed):
"The show in Hollywood, that was for 21-and-over people, they had police
Out there,
in 1991, just a happy child
Playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lost his playground, by 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up