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the tube rays

I roll up the blue bills
I smoke the cheap thrills
is god ... strange ways by the tube rays

I roll up the blue bills
I smoke the cheap thrills
the song

No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great
I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate
Webb Pierce invites
Dick and dirty trick
Sugar Ray C.I.A. lost in Hollywood
Letterman Disneyland Luther King
And Ku klux clan
Watergate out in space
Armstrong
trust
Show me one dollar bill that hasn't passed through the cuss

And if you break my will
I will come back again
To destroy everything you stood
BILL DEASY: lead and background vocals, acoustic guitar 
DAVE BROWN: electric guitar, background vocals 
ERIC RIEBLING: bass 
RAY DEFADE: drums 
JOHN
Take the darkest of the darkest nights 
Combine it with the brightest of the sun's bright rays 
And you'll see what I see in my head 
What I see
there wasn't a sad moment near 

Apartment 103, yeah, Prentiss Creek 
No nights were dry, yeah, Ray Ray's treat 
My ceiling caved in Thanksgiving Week
there's a slew of comedians
Foxworthy, Bill Engvall and back comes Ray Stevens
Folks right there's some real competition
I started getting a little bit
as a roommate
Got a kitchen fulla food and liquor like I’m Lupe
But y’all fake as fuck like toupees, So I see the world in blu ray
High Definition, I'mma Tivo it
all your conscious go and blow it by the o
I'm here but my minds gone

And its gettin' hard to see you cause my eyes low
Marijuana minutes, nigga
Part punk part god almighty
Part fuck you part Mr. X ray eyes
- I didn't choose to be
Shouting for a living, it happened
Something snapped; and I
man has a story to tell

He lived by the book
Went to church every day
But his wife left him young
With two daughters and bills to pay
He worked himself
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
with the hands
(John) By the best bass players in the land
(Alvin) When the bass starts thumpin' sho 'nuff hits the spot
(Rhonda) And I hope it never
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
painted neon green with black wheels 

We do big wheels, count big head Franklin bills 

Movin up that's when I'm Black Elvis at the Civic Center
ain't shit
Fakin the funk like silicon tits 
Left on a level of a skill
or jack the imposer like the Buffalo Bills
They come close but can't win
or do
Pickett
So come again, come again my friend
If you live by the pen then you'll die by the pen
I'm gonna live to be a senior citizen
Why? Because my shit
muh'fucker at
Everywhere we have on repeat
The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
Part of there where dude by the Duvall
Man the fuck up, perservere
shine
Lifetimes, go by in a flash
In search for love, in search for cash
Everybody want to be some fat tycoon
Everybody want to be on a tropic
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
of her
Cops in they Blu-Blockers watchin' her, steady clockin her
Jock her, dreamin' of knockin' her, thinkin' a scheme for knockin' her
Dress