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Where Love Has Gone & My Kind of Town (Jack Jones) · Where Love Has Gone & My Kind of Town (Jack Jones) · Gone Gone Gone (The Everly Brothers) · Gone Gone Gone (Charlie Feathers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Gone Gone Gone (Charlie Feathers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Sing Great Country Hits/Gone Gone Gone (The Everly Brothers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Gone Gone Gone (The New Deal) – and 90 other albums »


just walk away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 1]
I?m back my
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
We toil and toil, and when we die
Must fill dishonored graves
And it's by and by I'll slip my chains
Into the bush I'll go
And I'll join the bravest
yourself, you can't come with it, so you jack off
More heart than an artery, jones in my bones
To see thugs in harmony, it's gonna be some drama
If you try
breezes are blowing
All down the sky into my face.
I've a weary kind of feeling,
Like my time has come and gone to waste.
I love you, darling Josie,
kind of shoes the best I've found
Well they're kinda small, there's a reason for that
They go with a jacket and an itty bitty hat
"Cause my boy's
(Che:)
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all
kind
And I'm coming around from years of hard times
He's chased me down through the towns and the miles 
Once stilled by love he was bound to roll
My compass spins, but wilderness remains

Once too often I've retreated into the depths of my despair
I built a barricade to block you on the road
(Che:)
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning
woulda quit a long time ago
But now I've got a record out
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out
Now I'm the spice around town
It's funny how
Johnny B. Goode
Or he be gone yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
PLO from here to Lebanon
How many bombs must we drop in the Ninety-Now
Walk
to live in this little one horse town
I guess about six or maybe it was seven years ago
I told my wife when I left here that I'd be coming back in style
Ha
and the man said well what do you know
I used to live in this little ol' one horse town bout six or seven years ago
I told my wife when I left here that I was
kind
And I'm coming around from years of hard times
He's chased me down through the towns and the miles 
Once stilled by love he was bound to roll
fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like el nino
I'm the hottest nigga you've seen though
Jumpin outta lex coupe
With jimmy jones right next
my own preaching means
And thinking why I'm leaving rhymes leaking by the evening
Who'da thought the hammer hit ya?
The Ruger spark, leave you
woulda quit a long time ago
But now I've got a record out
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out
Now I'm the spice around town
It's funny how
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
And we are the only ones that can't be worn 

Out

By any place any part of the world

And while i'm out on tour keep your hand off my girl

When
Before I die, hope I, remake a flow by
In the brand new treasure on a old try
Now when my third dry, even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami's chocha
Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die

I can hear the drummer drumming
And the trumpets,
servallence
When I walk by you better not be kickin
Or i put two more in that terriyaki chicken

You've just been fitted for them seeman shoes
This is bottom
I don't need to paint

I painted over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and light ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by
as the loving heathen do. 

Colours I've none dark or light, red, white or blue. 
Cold is my touch (freezing). 

Summoned by name - I am the overseer over