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to black roses

I've got a diamond desire
Gonna step into the blue fire
Touchin' your lips with my skin
I'm on another level (I can't let go)

So tell
Everybody knows you don't give no lip

To Mr. Marshall Stack
He's dressed in black
With a power attack
He's Mr. Marshall Stack
Oh he don't mess around

When
Oh baby, don't you loose your lip on me, no, no, no now
Lord, have mercy, baby, now, don't you loose your lip on poor old loving man JT, no woo
Now
Oh baby, don't you loose your lip on me, no, no, no now
Lord, have mercy, baby, now, don't you loose your lip on poor old loving man JT, no woo
Now
of red-skin children 
That have never fully healed 
Ask a black man how he feels 

He's a nervous gifted child 
He's an old man been forgotten 
He's
by the river just as the sun was sinking low
And in her eyes I saw big trouble like the muddy waters down below
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
Old man going.
Hopscotch of life will lead you to the grave.
Wet faces line the street, they will not be saved.
Black house you've built it will
with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by old man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around

And she moves
to Jim Bridger Kit was civilized and tame
These words are straight from Carson's lips if you place that story by him
If there's a man who knows this God
Your diet will crush me 
My life just an old man's memory

Little baby nothing 
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty 
Dress your life in loathing
day long 
And not just in the night 
Who's a-gonna walk you side by side 
Who's a-gonna be your man 
Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye
you want suntan
When we tek stock unu turn black man
Then divide and rule the African land
Which was made wid love by the Fathers hand
JAH JAH plan

Say
haired for Princeton, 
Her dress I guess is black for old Purdue! 

Betty Co-ed's a smile for Pennsylvania, 
Her heart is Dartmouth's treasure, so 'tis
Curse the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now he's just an old man that no one believes
Says he's
With the setting of the sun
Something wicked this way comes
Black on black
Got a wicked stride
Hounds of Hell are by his side

Feeding
do you call when the gang wears blue 

I ain't going out like an Uncle Tom man 

My gun is loaded and I'm itching to pull the trigger 

I'm
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man
You got to walk that lonesome valley
You got to walk it by yourself

For nobody else can walk it for you
You got
on the floor

But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe 
Maybe I'll believe in you

Suddenly I'm not
on "this man's army"
They were old and crusty

She was twenty when the diner was a baby
He was the dishwasher, busy in the back, his hands covered with
Gravy
of your mortality

Touched by the cold
The elder among the old

A touch of the black
Opening of the eyes

A vision of clarity
Cold infinity
moon.

Theres the finer things in live like kids and a wife before see'n that black moon shine'n.
Yea I listen to my pa as the days go by cause he says
on "this man`s army"
They were old and crusty

She was twenty when the diner was a baby
He was the dishwasher, busy in the back, his hands covered with
On a cold concrete sidewalk, on the corner of fifth and main
Sits an old black blind man, and no one knows his name
He plays the same old guitar,
shining in heaven the salty old sea may run dry
The Man in the Moon may stop smiling but I'll always be by your side
Forever and ever I'll love you...

No
There's a little black spot on the sun today
That's my soul up there
It's the same old thing as yesterday
That's my soul up there
There's a black