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Knife/Aztec Camera (Aztec Camera) · Aztec Camera (Aztec Camera) · The Best of Aztec Camera (Aztec Camera) · The Best of Aztec Camera (Aztec Camera) · The Best of Aztec Camera (Aztec Camera) · Camera Camera (Renaissance) · Camera Camera (Renaissance) · Door, Door (Boys Next Door) · Door to Door Maniac (Ray Condo) · Door to Door (The Cars) – and 90 other albums »


crossing so many times before
See that people walking through heaven's door

We're finally here, it looks just fine
Let's stroll the streets, sidewalk sign
Hanging low a big embrace of Aztec moon
You throwing down a glow on this fluorescent tune
And cooling off and phasing out of chlorine bed
Shadows
[sound of creaky door opening]
[laughter]
Oh!
Hello!

Have^ you ever thought^ as the hearse goes by
That^ you may be the next to die?
They wrap you
the road and come back again  
they got the gig 'cause the king thought they had what it took 
and the aztecs shivered and incas shook  
they saw
darkness
You should always know I'll be

Sittin' by heaven's door (Mmmmm mm mm)
Waiting for you to come home (I'm waiting on you to come back home, my
the mirror being followed by the hogs 
One time's on my motherfuckin' line 
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me 
They must thind I'm
from
Don't you know by now
You can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
Just living proof
say yes

Take four, get me on the floor
Take five, up against the door
Take six, real freaky shit
I'm sure you'll like it

Take seven, back seat
[Featuring Street Life] 

[Method Man] 

Suspect chin niggas  no win niggas 

send niggas back to go  try again niggas 

all hail me
anymore
Love broke the fall, bridged across to reach us
You opened Heaven's door
'Cause You couldn't stand the distance

Close enough to see the love I
Somebody send me a one way ticket
Got to get away from here
Put me on a jet back to London city
Gotta get a belly full of beer

Smile for the camera
Come along, walk with me
Down the golden mile
On my tongue the taste of love
Never felt so good
Easy come, no more leaving
By the back door

One on one
I
like government cheese

Spray off Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, straight squeezin' a Mak
In the hood they identify n****z by
And the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of
Money
Back in the alley
Going bang to the wall
Tied to the tail
Of a midnight crawl
and learn from
Don't you know by now
You can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have

It's obvious that you're dying, dying
Just living proof
Saw a close-up of your pretty face
Overnight sensation
Smiling for cameras from all around the world.
If I rewind back to yesterday
And stop the tape
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
captured yes I'm captured
There is nothing I can do
I can't back track there's no track back
I am yours heaven open it's doors
And as I wandered through
of treasure
Here we go
Oh, Here we go
And we're climbing

Chorus
The stairway to heaven
We're climbing the stairway to heaven
And we're going step by
girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this
could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this is life, this is real, even when it feels like it isn't
I'd be a goddamn liar
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
just got back from heaven.

[Chorus]
Heaven isn't so far away.
You walk through the door
And you're light years away.
Someone looks right into your
Republicans changed the lock on heaven's door
Keys to the kingdom don't fill no more
The poor working man like me and you
If we ain't got money we
to the forty ounce
Or the runts dat get stunted
By the blunts
This time I'm gonna take it down the line
To the ones that are ready
They be holdin' it steady