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Needles stabbed into the walls
The executioners curtain call
Fighting back he found his life drowning
And there was no way up

Cause Richard hung
needles were stabbed into the walls
the executioner's cutain call
fighting back he found his life drowning
and there was no way up
'cause richard
needles were stabbed into the walls
the executioner's cutain call
fighting back he found his life drowning
and there was no way up
'cause richard
Pebbles got Richard Marx’s ballad “At the Beginning”
It feels like sloppy poetry the way her life would end
After sending Mariah Carrey’s “Any Time You
It started as someone's dream
To make a better day
No one had foreseen
What that dream became

Step by step
We marched ahead, never looking
It started as someone's dream
To make a better day
No one had foreseen
What that dream became

Step by step
We marched ahead, never looking
CALIFORNIA  SHAKE

	Words and Music by Margo Guryan and Richard Bennett

Melon-rising California sun
Drifting in a day not yet begun
Six
Twins 
From the Movie "Twins" 
Performed by Philip Bailey Little Richard 
What happened to you 
Hey I could feel it 
I smile and cry 
Without
healed a 1979 camero by rebuilding the carberator and he brought back to life a delta 88 by puttin in a engine of 1969 formula fired with a shift kit glass
(Richard Buck)
Baby, come on, let's spend the night together
Touch me with you eyes
Maybe love will make it last forever
Honey, if we do it right
there's Anna Nicole, she scarin me
Look ma no cavites, oh its a station break
Better go out to the kitchen and micorwave something

[Chorus]
Your gonna
to make a fist.
Everybody die, gon' bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas
to fight back and attack 
For people like you and me
To make life better in the poor black community
Like a free breakfast program
Cause it was proof,
tonnage that the world has ever seen,
And the only life we've known is in the shipyard.

All the platers and the welders, and the boiler making crews,
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
a marxmen
I'm the son of sonny carson
I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at
Go home or go hard yeah this is real life warrior shit
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
passes by, but ?one convinced? 
It makes no sense, cross ya heart, don't hope to die 
You can climb into the sky, life is only ?high nuclei? in ya mind
rendezvous, before you have me sittin' on a panel
On fuckin' Donahue
I'm fuckin' sick!
You better check my past life, I'm Killah Priest!
You better fuckin'
in Evil Kanevil jumpers
Than they turning over Rovers like they want it with Hovah
It's not about rich and po', nigga, it's about Richard Poe
the medicinal herbals 
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere and we was gerbils 
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus 
Swept
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
on
Got an office at the Four Freedoms Plaza with my name on it

But MCs can't see me, like the wife of Reid Richards
Fuckin' picked up fondue while Ben
the medicinal herbals 
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere and we was gerbils 
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus 
Swept
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say