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Passenger (Tara MacLean) · Passenger (Lisa Hannigan) · Another Passenger (Carly Simon) · Another Passenger (Carly Simon) · Passenger 420 (Dopetrackz) · Passenger (Carly Binding) · The Passenger Live in U.S.A. (Iggy Pop) · The Glass Passenger [CD/DVD] (Jack's Mannequin) · Passenger (Iggy Pop) · Passenger (Mnemic) – and 90 other albums »


souls
Come together as one
And each in turn goes out to lead
Another by his word, his love, his deed
Now the circle is done

It all comes back
For all that he retains
By the harbour lights of Sydney
Or the Bora Bora moon
He recites his sad confession
To the seagulls and the loons
to swerve so let's go

No more drivin' around in circles, let's roll
I could show you my moves while we're headlights ends
And brake lights burnin' like
Playin' their little crappy love songs by the fire
I learned solos by ear
And never on a Squire
We avoid those
Cop the black Strat with a Floyd Rose
Passenger on confessional course
Unlock with the key you behold within
Repair the shadow of your mind
And come awake

Oh, dreadful angel of mine
[Verse One]
You replicas overlooking the guidelines of acoustics
Miserable attempts result in miserable conclusions
Paragon pen dragon tactician
em what a classic is
Freedom riders need passengers
And your lyrics use scriptures and passages
To make them rise like Lazarus
And resurrected
the present.

We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating
the present.

We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating
Ayo, hoes holler hallelujah, how I maneuver
Passenger's side with Ruger, kinda sewer
My mind is a sewer, infested with garbage
Crime, rhyming
of passengers would start #170430 out for the bag, just running around in circles like a Skud missile on its way in, and I was carrying a lot of electronics so I
my disbelief 
And bathed me with her ever-smile. 
And with a howl across the sand 
I go escorted by a band of gentlemen in leather bound 
NO-ONE
Pussy passenger still mad, 'cause I'm rewinding on chops
Tossed his work inside my lap, and said that I got the rocks
Screens fall like rain, while my
kingdoms that their passengers propose, that?s why I am the rose.
New day, new rain, same old
Aches and pains, same old
Emaciated fame game, same name
Spring
I'mma write this here rhyme like Guru's in the passenger
Standin on the East coast, starin out to Africa
Accolades, Escalades fade
My vernacular