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After senior prom /
And the years keep floating by /
And we got busted by your mom /
We were naked in your pool /
Melanie / Where can you be? /
Its
years and down his lonely face came the tears
His house was filled with logs and cardboard boxes
The boxes sealed the cracks in the wintertime
The floor
folks
Laughin' at ya (ha!)
Funk used to be a bad word

Chorus:
(sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others)
Sittin in
Well I first kissed you on a hollow log
Down by the river they call the Dog
We fell in love and we vowed that day
Like the flow of the river our
folks
Laughin' at ya (ha!)
Funk used to be a bad word

Chorus:
(sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others)
Sittin in
lookin' for you down at the house
The tree is looking so inspired
There's a yuletide groove waitin' for you to move
I'll go and throw another log
Those who did not pay the one coin
Of four to man of new God
Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
By their neck to the log (To the log
waiting for you down at the house
The tree is looking so inspired
There's a yuletide groove waiting for you to move
Come on and throw another log
the one coin
Of four to man of new God
Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
By their neck to the log (To the log...)
And so all of Asa bay did
the burgers
I got the grill
If you're steppin' up next
Ya better flex that skill
The House Of Pain is in full effect
Everybody in the place give full respect
If
just over that hill 
There's a little log house by a spring fed creek 
Where the blue bells grow so thick you wouldn't believe
And he said it would be
the little pot dogs
God bless the tudor and God bless the logs
Well, God bless the hotel standing by the sea

Well, God bless the family they have left
the mob 

''cause you dead in the fog 

And that's yo' head by the log 

I can smell it in the air 

I can tell when it's there 

This is hell
slope.
Life is sweet we lived on the meat, of the deer and the antelope.
We cut house logs on the mountain, with the team we hauled 'em down.
Peeled 'em
it up
Snappin by the pain as a crew hear the gain
We remain on your mind like skulls, not a golem
I'ma show it in the house all perimeters are blown
to ruckus like Fud
And I stayed on my flow and Cash Money like a rug
Tied to the fuckin' Birdman like a log
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Get the fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go beast mode, I live by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up when
I was drunk at the pulpit, I knew it was wrong
And I left in mid-sermon tempted by a bar-house song
The pews creaked and shifted as they turned
my words I meant it
Protected by the First Amendment
If this was Iraq I'd a been beheaded
Instead of sparkin a dime log
I'd be hangin in Baghdad
so long
So pops, this time its your son gets shot
Deal with your own creation
Well, I've been to the storm house and then some
Payed me dues but I'm
She make me feel so good 
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah

I
never die
Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob
'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log
I can smell
at the root. 
Brick house, huff, blew the roof. 
Please don't feed the bazooka tooth, evolution super fluke

With a kiddy pool full of warm milk, 
NyQuil
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or
If I was with somebody else
You don't understand

She make the people say yeah, yeah
depressive
I'm takin all types a medication
To keep me out the mood of premeditatin
Yo, the log around my lone is worse
I'm havin thoughts of killin me, but