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should do? 
We should go get her album when it come out, what she gon do she gon do, shh
Hi Missy! 
Hi Missy?! 
Wusup foos!
You think I ain't knowin
time, it's about changes and it's about time

There's a man who is my brother, I just don't know his name
But I know his home and family because I know we
Yeah, that's right.
Skrillex, Bare Noize, Foreign Beggars.

L.A., London, Dubai
'Bout to get rowdy right now.
Yeah. I'm an all time fighter, I
a whore
But I just came to leave
A little lovin' at your door

Oh, ooh show me some affection
Oh, ooh give me some direction
Oh, ooh know you're my
[Intro: Baby Touch]
Warnin, the surgeon general of Brooklyn, New York
Has determined that the sounds you're about to hear
Can be devastating
in all the things
That you stood by before?
I hope they're on the front lines
Or at home keeping score
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks
help you forget her - and the way that you love her
You're only burnin' - a torch you can't lose
But you're on the right track - for learnin' the blues
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
friend you're not alone
When your feet don't know which way to go
Oh, I'll carry you home, I'll carry you home

But Johnny was a fighter
He watched
as a pitch??
Bitch please
I'm none of them fake mc's
That sees their enemies and run like hoes
Nuthin to fear but fear foo confront your foes
And tell em

[Hook
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home

My bed
by the door, Palookaville

Well, you can't tell your baby how a left jab feels
The first you take rocks you on your heels
Soon you're back in the car
to remember but he can't
You don't look back
Memories - they're like a rose that blooms at night

There's a clock that never strikes
In the Town Hall's towers
starts out street to crossover
But not me, cause I`m the hardcore composer

You ain`t a writer nor a fighter you`re just a biter
I think you need
your pot 
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot 
Oh but still you're aching for the things you haven't got 
What went wrong? 

And if you
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
smilin'

So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot
Oh but still you're aching for the things you
to retrieve seven digits
But I promised I would call you when I got home
But, when I got home I never did
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some
I think I'm gonna go home, 'cause you just ran out of beer
And there's nothing you can say that'll make me wanna stay around here
You're lying there
From the new album "Time The Conqueror"
GIVING THAT HEAVEN AWAY
By Jackson Browne

Pretty Nova, one year over
Legal age of consent
In the flower
like this...
We don't have any arrangement of it, they're just kinda faking it, and we'll just try it. If it works, we'll stick it on the album, if not,
and you'll be smilin' 

Oh yeah

Your sister's gone out, she's on a date 
You just sit at home and masturbate 
Your phone is gonna ring soon, but you
the window and a place called home
At the end of the storm. 

One night on the mountain I was headed for Estes
When the roads turned to ice and it started
'cause
We had love, but we still said goodbye
Now we're tired, battered fighters

And it stings when it's nobody's fault
'Cause there's nothing