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Bring Another Half Pint (Sonny Boy Williamson II) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Greetings from Half Pint (Half Pint) · Monday at the Hug and Pint (Arab Strap) · Monday at the Hug and Pint [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Arab Strap) · Evig Pint (Kaizers Orchestra) · Pint of Ale (Huey "Piano" Smith & the Clowns) · Half & Half (The Four Seasons) · Half Saint, Half Sinner (Tony Toliver) – and 90 other albums »


I take xannies, I can’t eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast
2 grams of molly breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast
I got Collard Greens
away, as I fade away, away, away

If I could take it all back
Before the flags were forced to wave at half mast
That was long before my heart became black
gon' know my name until it fade away (Fade away)

Fade away (Fade away) fade away (Fade away)
They gon' know my name until it fade away
(Way, way,
to face each empty dawn
Think it over don't let love fade away think it over is there nothing left to say
Leave your pride meet me half way think it over
to face each empty dawn
Think it over don't let love fade away think it over is there nothing left to say
Leave your pride meet me half way think it over
watch 'em shut the factories down
Then the foreigners flood into town
They take what's left for half the pay
We can't stand by and just let it fade
Well, meet me by the river that goes nowhere
Let me lay my sorry trip on you
Won't you meet me by the river, little darlin'?
I might just let you see
But if you don't believe it by now
Fuck it just lean to the side
Hold up wait a minute I don't really
Wanna leave without a single solitary soul
need
Tell me mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the sickest Sex Pistol of them all?

Is it Johnny Rotten? I don't know
I'd really like to ask him, but
+Perm+, +Fuck a+ fade
let my hair swang back and forth like a germ
Ill nigga with sick shit, pull out this and stick it in this thick chick
Baby mama
Some days it feels like a 9 to 5 death march and that's half the waking day taken away. I'm pretty sure that we imagined something more. don't let
Shaking 'till you start to cry
Your eyes won't dry
Till light of day

And sleep away
Don't let it go
Don't let fade
Your dreams may cave
And falling apart
Well, meet me by the river that goes nowhere
Let me lay my sorry trip on you
Won't you meet me by the river, little darlin'?
I might just let you
Don't You Fade on Me by Firehouse

Look at our love
It's like a picture book of memories and we don't know how the story ends
When we were young
We
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn you're not the only
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn you're not the only
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn you're not the only
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn you're not the only
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn you're not the only
Please tell me why we couldn't stay
Don't let this feeling ever go away
Let this memory forever be inside of me
Through every hour of every day
To lock the door,
And throw the keys away.
I'll call as soon as it's all over,
Let's wait until the World is sober.
The World is wide,
Manhattan chase,
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes me burn to learn you're not the only one
Now as the summer fades, I'll let you slip away
You say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway
It makes me burn to learn you're not the only one
Don't let it pass you baby
Passing seasons over fade away
Into misty clouds of autumn grey 
As I sit here looking at the street
Little figures
You left behind a lot of blue faces and bouquets and loose ends like shoelaces
But my friend, it’s too late
So all my lightweights and barflies, let’s