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Rap Rap Rap (Hutchinson, Hutch) · So Not Over You [Radio Edit/Johnny Douglas Radio Mix] (Simply Red) · Alibi [Radio Edit] (David Gray) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Minimal Radio Edit (Experience of Music) · Technologic [Radio Edit] (Daft Punk) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Margarita [Radio Edit] (Sleepy Brown) · Radio Edit (Apulanta) · I Don't Feel Like Dancin' [Radio Edit Single] (Scissor Sisters) – and 90 other albums »


you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary

[Chorus]
Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Flies right by me
you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary

Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Fly's right by me and leaves
you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary

Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Fly's right by me and leaves
you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary

Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Fly's right by me and leaves
and disappear
Our families all gather round to remember
Where we are flesh and blood, by the next one
We are dust under the wheels
Without a love, we are only
to fake it, nothing can replace it
Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby (M-J-B)

I got a question for ya
See I already know the answer
you
My only plan is to be free
With or without you
I'm still me
Ah

I'll join a band and sing like a canary
Get out of here and change my name to Cherry
to fake it, nothing can replace it
Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby (M-J-B)

I got a question for ya
See I already know the answer
He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom

He sang Long Tall
together for Mr. Rock n Roll

Save me
Love me till the day I die take me to the mountain high
Baby
Guide me through the great divide and lay me by
with mary jo
listenin' for jimmy on the radio
sing for me and the holy land
come on, boy, and sing for me in the holy land! 
We used to race. . .
that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap unemployed
the kind that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap
societies
Hand signs and pyramids
They wanna target minorities
Black people and Mexicans
I'm blinded by the color of my bandanna
And then we wonder
Why
you a friendly reminder (ar)

Do what I done without crying in the environment 
In which I did it in without dying my n****
Rap like I rap without
to dude
I'm grown man business, and I am not in school
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name
hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh, like I'm still
Impaled on one of its many legs,
A bug-eyed Mary gapes on in horror
As her only son is chewed to bits
By spiderchrist... She is flecked with gore.
and the Lord take'th away
Oh Lord Jesus I wish you'd take'th away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespecting the House of God with that thing
It don't even look
fling
And then the radio played that song we used to sing

Hey, sometimes I think about it
Oh, you know I think about it
Hey, sometimes I think about it
at the drive-in of our spring fling
And then the radio played that song we used to sing

Hey, sometimes I think about it
Oh, you know I think about it
Hey,
and the Lord taketh away
Please Lord Jesus I wish you'd taketh away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespectin the House of God with that thing on
It don't even look
[ VERSE 1: Mike G ]
Remedies for house parties stayed simple and plain
Little wine, little music, little Mary Jane
Gotta keep the lights dim, so when
rap contests
Shootin' hardcore rhymes through wack MC's chests
I signed on the lines of a wack contract
Didn't even read it, fuck that
They gonna
Fly Mary in to sing to the cow before we slaughtered it
Then I ordered it

Don't say a word to me
You already committed perjury
A bunch of lies