Lyrics:
inside my head goes on and on (Lubie come back home)
Said Lubie Lubie you better go back home
I said I, I thought I'd make it by myself (Lubie come
inside my head goes on and on (Lubie come back home)
Said Lubie Lubie you better go back home
I said I, I thought I'd make it by myself (Lubie come
(home, home)
I'll be carried by the waves
To the other side
I made my peace, I'm not afraid
And the wind will sing the gentle song
And blow me off
heard that shit before
And I say "Uh huh, oh yeah, you're right"
'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere (more news
the days are all grim
Too alive once the chips are all in
When I'm in effect, the days are all close
Woke up new, the city was all ghost
When I'm in effect,
and sponsored for me
I deserve my brand new luxury home fully paid for and sponsored me
I am worthy of my brand new luxury home fully paid for and sponsored by
molly on me, Lude knew I just re'd up
Dib and dab in this some new designer
I just dib and dab with the semi-touch
We on the red carpet surrounded by
(Two divided by zero, zero)
(Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home, we'll catch the late train
I've got enough money to pay all
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
Always searchin' for a new home
Without you I'll never know
Making a way out into the cosmos, beyond most
Drifting like we're humanity's ghost
a new place
To a brand new groove
I've got a new place for summer
A new place to be
For me and the kids
A place by the sea
Home by the sea
Home by
(Two divided by zero, zero)
(Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home, we'll catch the late train
I've got enough money to pay all
bones
Before I know, we be singing this melody
Stop the car, pull out the guitar
Halfway to New Orleans
Said take me home, home, home, home
Take me home
is my home, by something that somebody else does
This is my home, doesn’t mean they don’t have the right to do it
This is my home
This is my home
inside my head goes on and on (Lubie come back home)
Said Lubie Lubie you better go back home
I said I, I thought I'd make it by myself (Lubie come
bones at home you can groove
Ooooh its a New Jack vibe
And I got the whole gang by my side
When the bass and the drums go bang
Then I gotta nice hook you
(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
)
Home alone on holidays so what should I do
Window shopping by the fireplace I'm thinking bout you
My list this year is just me wishing that I'd do better
beloved Florida home.
The journey to New York was long and tiring, but Max was eager to finally see his new home. When they arrived, Max was amazed by
and
One of our larger rivers runs by
But it hasn't got the opera in The Met
It hasn't got a famous string quartet
That's why New York's my home
No,
by
Punching eighty on the freeway makes time fly
Living life in reverse makes you realize
I can stop and go always wanting more
Or I can take it all
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