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miles
Through white cotton fields
800 hundred men to feed
Some were no more than a child

We were torn and battered at Antietam
"Don't fire until
southbound

[Chorus]
Three hundred miles to Santa Fe
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
Gonna be there by the break of day
And I'm southbound
Three hundred
Coltrane and her cosmic strains
Still no vocal on blue black horizons

Your plasticity is tested by a formless assault
The sun can answer questions in
With Bing Crosby, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr.
(chorus) [the drunks] The rest are solos.

Booze, Mister Booze (Mister Booze), Mister Booze
Like Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool
There's just something 'bout the summertime, there's just something 'bout the moon
So I laid a kiss
smooth like
with a little bit of Miles Davis to get you in the mood like
zoom boom hit the poom-poom right
Just to get your groove right
I can make it
thugs who collide
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin' by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason, for nobody's
God can save us
Where Miles Davis cutting lose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past that passed on
They in heaven found
of blood for a dee-posit.

And he 'splained it all to us how we was supposed to get to Telluride, which is fifty miles away by way of the regular highway,
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Well, I found him on the corner of Seventh and Main
In the Iowa township of Sloan (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired,
And had me feeling Miles Davis kinda blue
I flipped the switch and put the rock star in my show,
Went overseas and had 'em cop cars whipping slow
They're
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Deep Rock
Had John Denver on the 8-track,
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

One time when I's growin' up -- it was when I's a kid -- there was nothin' to do at home so I called up
Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur
Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela
Karreem Adul-Jabbar,
don't play by the rules makin' no sense today
Gotcha on line so you think it's okay

Better built cell block, mos def say
That's where you gonna stay,
Davis, that Bitches Brew, that "beeeyatch" said by Playboy Too

This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
This is sanctified sex, this is
grown tell the lady in the liquor that she's forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin' lose
grown tell the lady in the liquor that she's forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin' lose
breaker Pig-Pen, this here's The Duck Uh, you wanna back off them hogs 10-4, 'bout five mile or so, 10-roger Them hogs is gittin' in-tense up here By
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
cause you mad outta order 
Beyond categories, another East side story Uh 
That's three thousand miles ago 
Cause cats are shook by past crooks 
Doin'
Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin' lose
that dial
I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile

My name's Mike D and I'm the ladie's choice
I want to get next to you like Rose Royce
Y'all
the Lord I run miles like Davis
These new shoes call em peace of the gospel
It's a tough race but I die if I got to
And you know it's only Jesus that I'm
that dial
I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile

My name's Mike D and I'm the ladie's choice
I want to get next to you like Rose Royce
Y'all