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White Light White Heat White Trash (Social Distortion) · Great Band With Great Voices/Swing the Great Voices of the Great Bands (Johnny Mann) · Neighborhood (Johnny Costa) · Neighborhood Watch [Clean] (Dilated Peoples) · Miss Kitty and the Neighborhood Christmas Show (Sarah Gaines) · Neighborhood Music, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · N' My Neighborhood (MC Eiht) · Neighborhood Music (Lil Rob) · Neighborhood Music (Lil Rob) · Back to the Neighborhood (Jeannie & Jimmy Cheatham) – and 90 other albums »


the neighborhood bully.

Well, the chances are against it, and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
'Cause there's a noose
Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood? 
In your neighborhood? 
In your neighborhood? 
Say, who are the people in your neighborhood
Bankrupt L.A.'s streetcar line
So people pay more to drive
Plant strategic freeways
To divide neighborhoods by color lines 

We'd rather pay for riot
The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad

words remembered by John A. Roche
Sitting back, getting by dick sucked by the neighborhood ho
East side local 304, stay twisted off that reefer smoke
Stay twisted off them potent
save me
When I finally got it home
My whole neighborhood was aglow
And I said, "Thank you, Jack White,
For the fiber-optic Jesus that you gave me."
the eye
Pressed against the telescope of dreams
Sees two stars
Two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white
Spinning madly on lines defined
By each
Where the great ones tremble
In their snow-white shrouds
Waiting underground

If you seek the kingdom come, come along
Waiting by the ridge there'll
In every little town and village too
Somewhere in the neighborhood
You'll find a little band of ladies who
Can't stop doing good
Good for
In every little town and village too
Somewhere in the neighborhood
You'll find a little band of ladies who
Can't stop doing good
Good for
gonna come today
Oh what a morning
I feel so good
Oh what a morning
Of brotherhood.

Hold me by the light
Kitten run the neighborhood
Through
There'll be a great gathering in the sky when all of God's children get home
We'll join the happy millions as they sing there around the great white
part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope 
It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope 

Conclusions you drew proportions you blew 
Lost son
Alexander, our older brother,
Set out for a great adventure.
He tore our images out of his pictures,
He scratched our names out of all his letters.
it's a line that I wouldn't have bought

Look at me
I'm the great white hope
Can't you see
I'm up against the ropes
Don't you know
It's so hard
Hi.
My name's Mark.
And I'm white.
I live in a predominantly white neighborhood.
I went to a predominantly white college.
And I have
believing
Peace of mind is worth any chore

Great dreams and laid schemes
Just blown down by high winds
And strong signs from old forces
Wild dogs run
so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
all so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
all so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
irresistible
The hours fly by
No work gets done

Some Jewish kids still trying
Some white kids trying too
Millions of real American kids
Don't have a clue
sing with pride
Let the white men die

Great spirit, thunder birds fly
We are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky
Spirit horse ride for me
happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
There'll be a great gathering in the sky when all of God's children get home
We'll join the happy millions as they sing there around the great white
Elevated to the point of static
Beating into the hearts of the fanatics
And the neighborhood's a loaded gun
Idle thought leads to full-throttle screaming