Lyrics:
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
a point that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with oil lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
it up, keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, yo
See my gal, she a gimme
the Jack of Spades is now down with the BDP posse
If you wanna see more, just watch me man
Do what I do, throw your hands in the air
And scream it out, oh
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
Hiding in your head amongst the living dead..
("Break it down like this!")Space cowboy..
The higher I get, the lower I am
The struggle is my strength life
Jack Flanagen
In his town he'll hook you up, he'll show you 'round, he'll watch your back
When we head down we look him up
and hang around with Irish
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
THE GOODNESS OF GOD
Ben Fielding, Brian Johnson, Jenn Johnson, Ed Cash, and Jason Ingram
Verse 1:
I love You, Lord
Oh Your mercy never fails me
cll
feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up,
to get your head wrapped
Skull shot, bald spot
You'll never grow ya dreads back
Yo this nigga dead Smack
Don't stop the fight
If you Hulk Hogan leg drop
the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
[Verse 3: Key-C]
Now we chilling, now we just leaning
And we
the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
[Verse 3: Key-C]
Now we chilling, now we just leaning
And we
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push and you`ll
a point that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny
yum yum dope
And it ain't shit to swing some things
Puttin' my gauge in your throat
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we
this town
No one's really safe when the sun goes down
In the early morning
Dude lays on the doorstep
Ready to paint the canvas on set
Head misshapen,
_(cropped).jpg/225px-Jack_Ingram_(14248722558)_(cropped).jpg "Jack Ingram")
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