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and improved clicks Wu-kit
Blood on the barrel of a desert out in the desert
no shade'll live in my square blow the present Clue
Red meat Shallah want adapt
And looking back I now realize, music changed my life

Just out of school, I had no clue
Of what it was I'd like to do
I only know, the open road
Was the way I
of Heaven
Lookin' for a little bit of Heaven. Heaven
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All lyrics by Mike Muir
Infectious Grooves are: GROOVE FAMILY CYCO:
Mike Muir - Vocals Pa
Robert
My shadow's shedding skin and
I've been picking Scabs again
I'm down, digging through my old muscles
Looking for a clue
I've been crawling on my
providing the
Necessary clues for the construction of
This thrilling new trend!

Sunday

Sunday?
Wow!
Sunday,
'Monday

Sunday,

Saturday. . .tuesday through
-
loved looking past me to the ladies
He was much too good looking for his height 

We were a couple of kis crawling out of the crib
Talking about
for tomorrow
When today is just okay
Blinded by the power,
You can't notice real from fake

Awesome powers from above, huge force driven by the dumb
How
Looking out through painted windows
Deep-rooted and without a clue
Sets aside all differences and everything he's used to
Takes a walk
By jim carroll and lenny kaye

I don't believe in sin
But maybe I'll begin
A vagrant evil's climbing up my skin
The shadows from last week
Are
something' he wanna be young and speak
I'mma numb his beak
He's a woman, he the one and brung in meat for the cunning beast
Hit a lung and, seep dung,
the lucky man? I don't have a clue 
Then she said the lucky man is you 
I dropped my brew 
And everything looked fuzzy 
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
My shadow's
Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling
that we didn't have to live like that
Just the image on the TV as we're comfortably sat
Sipping wine, room lit by the summer sunshine
Not a worry in
My shadow's
Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling on my
My shadow's
Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling on my
the lucky man? I don't have a clue 
Then she said the lucky man is you 
I dropped my brew 
And everything looked fuzzy 
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Everyday feels so special just like the first
You caught me by surprise I thought love would hurt
I'm ready for whatever you got to give
And I'm not looking
time 
It's time for some perculator 
I circulate around the block 
Black to get me a six pack a half of Harrow's chicken 
A good combination, when I
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Meth on deck man, on deck
For e'rything routine right here
Routine, Gambino, that's that shit
Y'all thought it was over, 

Yeah, yo
I'm in
we started
Deploy, shove off to troubled waters
By the board or off the shore, bring only what’s for barter
Time slows, back home is by the minutes
Missing more than one leg or more than one hand
Drama is being chased off ya' land
By a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank
Drama is what's
heeding hyper-distillation 
I've got no room for a lie so verbose 
I'm looking out over my whole human family 
And I'm raising my glass in a toast