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there's something
inside those jars
of clay!(2cor.4:16)
outwardly we're wasting
away inside we're
renewed day by day it's
always him it's never me
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection
There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark
wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear that old
always been this way
Not by choice, just this way
I can't put my honey pot in a jar
Or a heart or a fist of some young boy

If you can't put
through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting
of that shack
Where the ground is always wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three yound men
Or could be canned 

Rum by the kettle drum 
Whiskey by the jar 
At Liar's Bar 

Well living with a lying man 
Could never really hurt 
But living
through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting
blow their minds

You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's probably got you baffled more
What this thing here is for
It's
club and the golf course.
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds.

Now you're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is
looks into my eyes, like they're two jars
And says, "Hello, you must be Lars." 
And I'm quite surprise to see Brown today,
Levitating like Slimer,
Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening

Thank you, thank you, thank you
You're far too kind
Hold you're applause
This is
Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening

Thank you, thank you, thank you
You're far too kind
Hold you're applause
This is
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}

Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga,
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}
Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga, I'm
by a Mack truck 
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up 
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up 
I'mma take you
My sister sent me to come and get you in,
It's time to take your dinner and you know you're to come in when your called.
I can see you up
the jar, in a flaming car
Me and ab diggy be raising bars
Straight slaughtering snares, kicks, high hats and bass guitars
While your record is a waste
album, what you hate me?
Arf
Said I was your dog
Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Arrf
Said I was your mans and them
(uh)
If you're brain's the same you'll stick to your deals
And this field ain't about sellin' a mil'
With the run of the mill, so just be tellin'
Intro 

The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by 

KRS One. 

Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye 

Widdy bye bye bye bye
guess I'm supposed to go crazy is that what it is
Tryin to pass this quiz
Mirror mirror what'cha got for me?
Since I'm you and you're just so me
I
dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is
When you go through other albums, you're sure to say
"Goddamn, they all seem to sound alike!"
Till you hear the crew standin' over in the light