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down-home good ol boy

A woman loved him through it all
Through his rowdy days and his hardest fall when he almost died
She stayed by his side

She's
Yesterday
Now you’re thrown away

Same rise and fall
Who cares at all?
Seduced by fame
A moth into the flame

Twisted backstabbing wicked
at a Laker's game

I got a lame
Lame claim to fame

Check it out, I bought a second hand toaster
From a guy who says he knows Brad Pitt
I got me an email from
it’s lookin’ like I run things
Runnin’ shit, diarrhea
And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
G5 through the sky boy we outta here
Sippin P&J fresh
Boy/Girl (girl)
Boy/Girl (girl)

When a boy meets a girl
Boy/Girl (girl)

Finding out
I'm finding out the things
That I've been talking
boy

The glamour boys live off their ambition
The glamour boys have it all figured out
A very, very dubious position
When you got no clout

The glamour
With an airfield plan
I caught a boy fall out of the sky
What do you know about this world anyway?

Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, American
In
of the fame 
It won't change me 
Now I've got this piece of change 
I feel strange I got so used to the hood 
That when I finally got out at first it ain't
of the fame 
It won't change me 
Now I've got this piece of change 
I feel strange I got so used to the hood 
That when I finally got out at first it ain't
yourself out
Do yourself in
Don't try to mend
All gods fall in the end
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
We loved you in black
We adored you in pink
Up
Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl 
Boy-girl 

Finding out 
I'm finding out the things 
That I've been talking about 
I'm finding all

Boy/Girl

U2

Boy

U2

1980

Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl 
Boy-girl 

Finding out 
I'm finding out the things 
That I've been talking about 
I'm finding all
We'll take a taxi to the show
We could report by phone
We could remind ourselves that
We must laugh

Reconsider: 'fame'
I need new reasons
In a house up the hill
Lays a boy, he's sleeping still
And the time's creeping by
'Til the world prepares to die
Then again out of dust
Will arise
the street fame

One love to my true thugs
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame, bust
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame
All out warfare, eye
three
By then he'd been through the ringer
Made himself a name as a singer
Read about in all of the papers
How the boy got lost in the vapors

Ego
The old woman finally caught me
Sneakin' 'round her cave
Her hair looked just like barbwire, boys
And her smile just like the grave
She asked me
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (how those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who worked
to the rain

Just a little boy standing in the rain
The gentle rain that falls for years
And the grass is gone, the boy disappears
And rain keeps falling
the business man
This society, don't fall in their trap
This society, for fame and cash
This society, for fame and cash

Making something out of nothing
Rasta man we na run rat race
Hail up the king of kings with grace
Give Jah all you thanks and praise
Guide my fortune and my fame
Never sell out just
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
With an airfield plan
I caught a boy fall out of the sky
What do you know about this world anyway 
Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Amer-American
In
With an airfield plan
I caught a boy fall out of the sky
What do you know about this world anyway

Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Amer-American
In