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Shooting Star/Hang on for Your Life (Shooting Star) · Hang on to Your Ego (Frank Black) · Hang On For Your Life (Shooting Star) · Hang on to Your Resistance (Tom Cochrane) · Hang on to Your Heart (Exile) · Hang On For Your Life (Shooting Star) · Hang on to Your Heart/Exile (Exile) · Do Your Ears Hang Low (The Countdown Kids) · The Stax/Volt Revue, Vol. 1: Live in London (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Stax/Volt Revue, Vol. 2: Live in Paris (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


The boy's got a head like an atom bomb 
Hang him from a cross like the number one son 
And he's been waiting so long 
To get it on. 

The boy's
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb 
Hang him from a cross like the number one son 
And he's been waiting so long 
to get it on. 

The boy's
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
I hear your voice close on the phone
But I know you're far away
I've waited so long to talk to you
But now I can't find the words to say
So I sit
Thinking 'bout the people gone by
Screaming that I don't want to die
Well you can push your head
But don't you push it too far

Thinking 'bout it's
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Thinking 'bout the people gone by
Screaming that I don't want to die
Well you can push your head
But don't you push it too far

Thinking 'bout
Down in the valley the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
The scared are the chosen few, 
Looking for the times we knew.
Color of the day's gone by, 
Hang your head up to the sky.
The sky, your head's in
Down in the valley, valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
graphic
Panaramic view for you, stamp Wu 
The feature gothic, the outcome will be catastrophic
We wrote block-tic checkpoints on your next joint
And who
"Get busy"
Her head started hurting and she got real dizzy
Growing up too fast, all you little girls
Letting brothers like me cold crush your world
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
the head of those and feed 'em to the universe 
Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic 

[Chorus] 

Poetry in motion, east
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
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

You took her on the hillside,
the balls
(Kiss your balls goodbye)

Hang it left, hang it right,
Got you by the balls
Got your shorts, got your curlies
Got you by the balls

She got
just begun

Keep your friends by your shoulder
Save your lovers in your heart
Put your enemies behind your back
That's where they always are
Oh,
[Chorus: x16]

I still walk through the hood by motherf***ing myself
And if I have some beef n**** I don't need know help
A nega ain't Puffy and a n****
Thinkin' 'bout the people gone by 
Screamin' that I don't wanna die 
Well you can push your head 
But don't you push it too far 

Thinkin' 'bout
of
'Cause the way you hang your head
Nobody can tell
Your my Virginia bluebell
My Virginia bluebell

Even through a storm
A flower can bloom
You just
Why are you in so such hurry?
Is it really worth the worry?
Look around, then slow down

What's it like inside the bubble?
Does your head ever give
your flow ain't goin by me
He's a sufferin' succotash, throw him in the trash
Show him you the man that'll boom bash

I hold MC's up like money it
Here we see the two Miss Leavens
Each girl was 16 years old
Kylie died in a car crash in Iowa
Harriet in an 1815 portrait from Connecticut