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There's still room on my wooden horse for two
I was Jonathan to your David
You're still King
Well, I'd thought about her
I dreamed she'd come, I'd make
working
And at lounch I gave your best friend a call
He told me that he'd love me for so long now
He's been waiting for you to leave that's all
By the time
plate (show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live)

Your total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to heaven
Make the checks out in my name
Me
wife
And we gathered in the drawing room
But before we could call for the caretaker too
It was too late for he had met his doom
It looked like poison
not even mad (nyaah...nyaah)
Losing everyone I love will make me sad (nyaah)
If you dwell on the past you simply gonna last

[Jonathan Davis -
DWARF TOSSIN'

words and music by Jonathan Lee Rosner



Hey Snow White
Wanna go out tonight
Gonna take you to a place
Make you feel alright
a joint,punks always look at me hard
Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard
Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly
Got a butler named Humphry
wife
And we gathered in the drawing room
But before we could call for the caretaker too
It was too late for he had met his doom
It looked like poison
I'm long gone to the Yukon boys
'Cause the Yukon's calling for me
Well brother I just got your note this mornin'
And ya tell me that you've found
Anthrax through Texas with the Rolling Stones 
Booked by the agency, famous artists payin' me 
Hotels with fly room, with sneakers starin' at the moon
Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love, save a little
Save a little for me
Won't you save a little?
Save
motherfuckin’ gang to me
And money, ain’t a motherfuckin’ thang to me
Let me break it down for you, keep a few shooters
And a damn good lawyer
Preparation for
so bad 
I want hit men and body guards
Butlers and maids
Politicians in my pocket
Cause the government's paid

Would you still be there by my side 
If
Let me tell you about this torch I carry
It's not much of a career
And it won't make my fortune I fear
But it stays alight and won't be buried
Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love, save a little
Save a little for me
Won't you save a little?
Save
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don't make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody
you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mothafucka
Here to let you know boy oh boy
I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy
This ain't no
Random!
Everybody on my team is winners
Everybody on your team beginners
Why you do that, rapper? Fucking new-jack rappers
Flinch when I walk by cause I
it tidals
Vacillates then it virals
Babylons then it Bibles and others
And tell me of the spinning mothers
And today's mathematics for beloved
the world is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me it's UGK for life
Ain't no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me it's UGK for life
Written by Ray Hedges / Nigel Butler / Hear'Say

Everything about you babe just makes sense
You're my sweet memory, that's right (that's right)
Every
I can't begin to count the times
I have been by myself
I lie wake my lonely room
Tells me there's no one else
No one else

I reach for
Written by Ray Hedges / Niqel Butler/ Hear'Say

Do you wanna get to know me
I got nothing to hide
That look in your eyes
Keeps on telling my I'm
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don't make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody