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(melody, melody, melody)
(Melody, melody, melody)

I watched my whole life change in a couple of years
Who woulda ever thought I woulda caught the world
the record on 
And the aimless rise to dance 
Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you
I see you, George, in your 
Apartment on Riverside Drive 
Some fifty
and you in my, my, my, my li-li-life I'm dancing to the rhythm of your love Singing sweet melodies of your sweet, sweet love Forever greateful for your
behind
Here we are you and I
A second chance

If you listen there's a melody in how you live your life(how you live your life)
You can write the song
of growing up and seeing life at it's worst
Then trying to iron out my wrinkles, putting family first
It seems like the whole world is out for sinking my
Little bit of love is all you need

Ha oh
Ha oh

Haunted by what you lost
This melody dominates your start
Feel I can touch the sun
I know you're
You said, "Lights on"
And a blinding sea of stars began to shine
You said, "Birds sing"
And a million melodies filled up the sky

You said, "This
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
Echoing out of the Passion Play. 
All the old familiar choruses come crowding in a different key: 
Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance. 
There was
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)

The adventures
busting shots at ya'
They trying to topple your regime, the gestapo with the cream
Got plots to cop nukes from russian mafia
By who's poll is George Bush
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
bleedin'  until you stop breathin'  

giving careers a severe beatin'  for emceeing  

it's something that I don't take lightly  how the fuck you ever
I'm screaming out vocally
It might seem totally impossible
Achieving life's dreams
But, but I just write schemes
I'm never having a stylist, giving
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
Well easy don't worry all you life away
You saying a lot of prayers to the devil I say, I say
Jah live, Jah live
So then me go so then...
paralyzed
Let out a sigh-a melody blew by- like an ancient war cry
the way the sunlight hit the trees it really caught my eye,
glistening' listening'
raps who serve those that are wack
It's a way of life
I put all my energy into the melody
On the mp3s until the death of me
Record exceptionally,
get high!
Comtemplate the paper chasing but them crackas giving complications
Locking niggaz up without a combiniton, prison is not in my vision
Even
and I'll do the hop
Cough up a lougie shake break and boogie
Cause I got a home girl that's giving out nougies
Mr George Bush was on my floor 
Cracked
For fuck's sake

Living the life of a student
Yeah, I begin on a high
Losing my mind
And they say that I’ve been winning for time
Never been
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be