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A Michael English Christmas (Michael English) · Michael English/Hope (Michael English) · Michael English (Michael English) · The Cooldown Experience: George Michael Vs. Michael Jackson (The Sunset Lounge Orchestra) · Talk to the People/River High, River Low (Les McCann) · River of Song: An Anthology of River Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Come to the River (Rhett Walker) · Esquizito, Vol. 4: Come Rain, Come Shine (Imperial Quintet of New Orleans) · Come Rain or Come Shine (Sarah Vaughan) · Come Rain or Come Shine -- The Songs of Johnny Mercer (Nancy LaMott) – and 90 other albums »


The river Thames, the bleeding English heart. A firebreath, a crimson sky, in
A lake of fire you will die. The English pride, consumed by flames, you'll
The river Thames, the bleeding English heart. A firebreath, a crimson sky, in
A lake of fire you will die. The English pride, consumed by flames, you'll
down
Is by an English riverside

I traced these rivers from the cities to the seas
To remind me of what I already know
I traced the shorelines
I feel so lost and lonely
Standing by the river Seine
I don't know how I got here or why I came
But everywhere I see her smiling face
I remember
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
your fate and I pray you don't end up in a lake
Do whatever it take, so many mistakes we made
But we gon' all get it right once we down by
Off the rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package
Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, english keeps me lifted
We can take a, one good leg to kick
a running
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico, yeh

Well, we looked down the river till we see the British come
There must have been a hundred
By Michael Franks

Love, when we touch I shiver

Just body language can you blame it

My love's like a raging river

And I think you're the one
styles
Hoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin' wit me
Sayin I'm the flyest on the side of the Mississippi
Banned in six states by the surgeon
Off the rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package
Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, english keeps me lifted
We can take a, one good leg to kick
By Michael Franks

Love, when we touch I shiver

Just body language can you blame it

My love's like a raging river

And I think you're the one
this is not a question
If you don't reply quick enough I gotta press 'em
Keep the glock by the intestines
38 waist, wit a belt
Regardless of your stats,
gave a fuck what the media gotta say about me
Nigga I ain't got no motherfucking English
I'm from the hood
And you know what?
If a motherfucker come
gave a fuck what the media gotta say about me
Nigga I ain't got no motherfucking English
I'm from the hood
And you know what?
If a motherfucker come
Michael Jackson

Never stop, I workaholic
Like spit sweat splatter Jackson Pollock
But I'm not an artist, I just work the hardest
I beat it to a pulp,
In the sapling years of the post war world
In an English market town
I do believe we traveled in schoolboy blue
The cap upon the crown
Books
Feel the wrath, on my behalf
I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
Then I squish your wish you're all fuckin dreamers (alla y'all)
No time for
{Big Mike:} 

Playin with cake for the 19nigga7 

Fo sho 

Knawmean? 

Big daddy style 



{Big Mike:} 

Now come and get a glimpse of this
the L.A River
On the concrete a symbol of out everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy gray
And by the time the ink dries on this page
dreams by oceans and by rivers
Like two running streams that never can touch

And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be
Oh I never
dreams by oceans and by rivers
Like two running streams that never can touch

And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be
Oh I never
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh HOOD!

Check the vibe, walk that ass or get got
F it (shit) I lick buckshots
Hood, madman, I rip up
{Big Mike:} 

Playin with cake for the 19nigga7 

Fo sho 

Knawmean? 

Big daddy style 



{Big Mike:} 

Now come and get a glimpse of this
styles
Hoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin' wit me
Sayin I'm the flyest on the side of the Mississippi
Banned in six states by the surgeon