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Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome 
I wonder why mommy don't come 
She told me to shut up my blue eyes 
And before I woke up she'd be home
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome 
I wonder why mommy don't come 
She told me to shut up my blue eyes 
And before I woke up she'd be home
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome 
I wonder why mommy don't come 
She told me to shut up my blue eyes 
And before I woke up she'd be home
Stretched to the core of galaxies
Distorted city grids
By a black hole of vanity
Blossoms the age of greed

Beyond the laws of density
Towers
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
Until I'm ready on Monday
The world's on fire
Until I'm ready on Tuesday
The world's on fire
Until I'm ready
The world's on fire, have you heard

Lover have you breathed
To make for your relief (To make for your belief)
So I'm no longer here by your side
What's to hide
this version is
Performed by Albert King
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're
birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then, just a gentle old black 'gin
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy

She left me with two sons
ready for the big time
Get crazy on the moon shine
Yes I'm movin'
I'm really movin'
Sloe gin fizzy, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it
And thoughts that haunt me day by day

the word is "now"
I'm ready to make my sacrifice
Pray - imagine all the things
That I never talk about
Stay - don't turn
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it
destined to drown can never burn 
A man destined to fry can never, ever, ever 
Die in any other way 
Frying--lucky that I'm dying by hanging and not
n****z
Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
?? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you
I'm going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it pound
Dre's light in the ass (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
AK-47 heavy metal
Who say Dre ain't
on the bitch major quick
Busted me a quickie out of the door I'm ready to go
Steadily creeping from the back was a bitch with the mac
Put the chopper to my
come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say
can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo third
can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo third
So then I tapped Daz "go and pop the fuckin' truck" 
He steps back in with tech and I'm all puffin' on blunts 
Ready to get wrecked 
Even though I
tried to slack off
Now 100 missiles blew a little girl's back off
My name is chuckie, some say I'm insane
You give me some gin, and I might eat a dog's
When, then, send, some gin
And a pack of zig zags now let the games begin
In nineteen-motherfucking-ninety-three
I'm fucking up every nigga known in