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Lillian

Nobody knows when she started her skid,
She was only 27 and she had five kids.
Could'a been the whiskey,
Could'a been the pills, 
Could'a
not for Lillian

Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only 27 and she had five kids
Could-a been the whiskey, could-a been the pills
bottles
Films and magazines its all what I need and all what I planned on
Where's my limousine
It's just like a dream that I won't wake up from (Yeah!)
not for Lillian

Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only 27 and she had five kids
Could-a been the whiskey, could-a been the pills
Dreaming I had you by my side
You saw my hair look like a bird's nest
I swear I'll make you forget all the rest

Then I saw that I was all alone
Your
Dupes of a Disney
Frozen stiff
Lost in the Hollywood hills
Where dreams as real as Fredericks
Are sustained on air by pills
Where all the red
blow their minds

You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's probably got you baffled more
What this thing here is for
It's
club and the golf course.
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds.

Now you're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is
God Forgives I Don't, Gold
MMG Tour, Leave the money on the scale
How real is dat?

Its been a minute since I been to church
Psalm 27, can I
I had an awful wake up dream, everything was just what it seemed
I had a nightmare soaked in light, everything was cracked from inside
I've seen
can't and you was so close to seeing dreams
A coward came along and took you away from the team
So don't mistake this track, its just another song
This
was only twenty seven and she had five kids.
Coulda' been the whiskey,
Coulda been the pills,
Coulda been the dream she was trying to kill.
But there
(Crowe)

One of these streets
The city of dreams
Wakes anticipating
In the doorway I lean
On the corner of 44th & 9th
Ain't nothing to be seen

But
was only twenty seven and she had five kids.
Coulda' been the whiskey,
Coulda been the pills,
Coulda been the dream she was trying to kill.
But there
dream, New Orleans, Mississippi River running over me
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
Don't mock what you don't understand
It's a southern
And the girls grew up to be 'pretty and wise 
They said "you could have seen the dream by looking in our 'eyes
'You were always living in the 'world of pretend
hands up in the air like a drone
Yeah, now hold 'em over your head like your home got invaded by the feds

Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long
one by one the face of falling love
I write a song with a prayer as I slide the cups

Can you here when we call
There where we fall
Standing our backs
Nothing's so lucid as the promise of dreams, but these pills we found just make me sleep.
There's nothing quite so pure as the written word my dear,
by the way I just let my girl go
With tears in her eyes from years of the lies
She backed on up and disappeared out the drive
Wait, hey, what can I
on another penetrating mission.

(?Alleluia? song is playing.)
HUNKIE
Captain! Captain! What?s that in space ahead? 

KWIRK
Huh? Oh no, it?s another
A trained killer that's trained to kill ya 
I make the fronters have bad dreams like a mad scene 
From a hardcore thriller, throwin' fits in your sleep 
We
[intro]
This song is about maria
A close friend of mine
Who lost herself in drugs
She told me to wait for her
But guess what...
She never came back
daddy's busy

Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't goin' write itself"
I give you one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in
I'm losin' my mind.
I yearn to fly yet I see crystalline tears in my dreams.

After that I drive into the hills and trade my car for a bottle