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(harmonica)

Now baby, you know I ain't goin' down
You know, this big road by myself
Now, an if I can't take you
I'm gonna carry somebody else

Because I been
can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you

Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if
of baptism by sperm?
Like my cock is John the Baptist saying
'One day someone greater than me shall come'
Or some Moses who leads an entire nation across
go out seeking different colored faces
And anyone else that they can scare
And they salute the foes their fathers fought
By raising their right
out seeking different colored faces
And anyone else that they can scare
And they salute the foes their fathers fought
By raising their right arms in
seems to be worried about something or other
Who's gonna worry about private john q

Sometimes I get disheartened I try not to even think about it
There's a full moon over India and Gandhi lives again
Who's to say you have to lose for someone else to win
In the eyes of all the people the look is much
to Canada to avoid the draft or else embittered Vietnam vets who never wanted to go home again. Either way they always wanted to show off a few of their
can't even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is there anyone else here who doesn't know?
We're under fifteen feet
else who might have been running.
 
But, oh yeah, I remember.  In this year that we have now declared the year from Shogun to Reagan, I remember what I
Yeah, hahaha

"Cause when I flow the for the street"
Who else could it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers
Was years
won't con an honest john
(how does that work? cos' every time it's based around someone who thinks they're conning you.)

They'll never imagine
Written by Jean Frankfurter (Music)
And John Moering (Lyrics)
I still hear you say:
"I'll go far away
They gave me a job
And the money they pay
Will
peers then friends
It's because your means had caught up with you ends

Jaws are wagging "the one or the two"
Eager to put John Hancock on the who's
Yeah, hahaha

"Cause when I flow the for the street"
Who else could it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers
Was years
Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad

There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my dad's gone crazy
A little
been paralysed 
By a lack of feeling 
I can't even find 
Anything worth stealing 
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow 
 
Is there anyone else
'bout John's singing us Drake
These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dealing
Kill it!

That's always your answer, isn't it?
If it offends you, close the door
Tell someone else to kill it.

So Honeybun, any
Well a few years back me and ol' John worked the Calgary rodeo. 
We were hangin' around town with nothing to do, nowhere else to go. 
Cowboys are
feet of pure white snow

Is there anyone else here who doesn't know?
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise
meenee, meini, mo, 
Catch a homo by his toe, man I don't know no more
Am I the only f***in' one who's normal any more?
[Hailie] Dad

[Chorus]
the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?

Hailie:
Dad!

[Chorus]

My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise
Aat the same time, can make you
inherit the debt
You can bet I got better things to do than that
I was a dick who got jerked by Tom and his boys
Came on my land, seized my cattle,
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're