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little story about Miles, Ralph and Bradley

Miles made me smile 'til he stole my Camaro
Ralph made me laugh 'til I cried
And Bradley, oh, I loved him
He walked 300 miles
Just to bring, to bring me bread
His body like a sculpture
Almost decorated

And I'll wake him
As the dawn does
And we'll
He was standin' by the highway
With a sign that just said "mother"
When he heard a driver comin'
'bout a half a mile away
Then he held the sign up
you.
Give us your testimony, my child.
[Well, it all began with Johnny] (Yeah?)
[He said drink helped him stay alive] (Yeah?)
[Do you know how old he
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Well, I found him on the corner of Seventh and Main
In the Iowa township of Sloan (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired,
(Gordon Lightfoot)

He was standing by the highway
With a sign that just said Mother
When he heard a driver coming
About a half a mile away
So he
A story 'bout a pal of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia Line
He's a D.J. in a little country station
Everybody loved him dear
'Cause he played
river
And he swears to me he's happy with his practice and some land
In the springtime and the summer when the fog is off the valley
I visit him
the camel, and the camel loved him too
(Oh, how the how the camel loved Ali Bar Bar!)

Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so
No matter where he went to,
Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur
Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela
Karreem Adul-Jabbar,
saw, it was late in the day
The captain come up and these words he did say:
"Get into your hammocks and quiet there be
We'll see him in the morning close
A story bout a pal of mine who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station

Everybody loved him dear cause he played what
A story bout a pal of mine who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station

Everybody loved him dear cause he played what
But it feels like we’re a million miles away
We didn’t really know how much we loved you ‘til we lost you
I know we didn’t really lose you
That’s
enterntainment by Dre and Ed Lover
Malcolm X is the coach he's drawin' up the strategy
he's choppin up America's anatomy
'cause they're the ones/ we're up against
of blood for a dee-posit.

And he 'splained it all to us how we was supposed to get to Telluride, which is fifty miles away by way of the regular highway,
deeply 
Ooh, she couldn't stop 
She gave herself to him, milled it completely 
He lifted her so high he let her drop 

She gave up everything for him that
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Deep Rock
Had John Denver on the 8-track,
Chasin' him, his ass was flarin
Smokin' like a chimney on remy of course he not carin'
He needs a place to go to keep his mind expandin
I give em a helpin
we were here look at him Diana he's almost grown
And the baby's in the cradle fast asleep just think in no time they'll be up and gone
What have you
fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you"

He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou
fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying mother, I love you

He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of mary lou
A story bout a pal of mine who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station

Everybody loved him dear cause he played what
And grandpa he'd play that fiddle all night long
Now the women folk they would work out in the kitchen
You could smell that food for miles and miles around
the Lord I run miles like Davis
These new shoes call em peace of the gospel
It's a tough race but I die if I got to
And you know it's only Jesus that I'm