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Outside Help (Johnny Rivers) · Living on the Outside [SPV] (Jim Capaldi) · Outside/Heathen (David Bowie) · Outside In (Randy Edelman) · World Outside My Window (Glenn Lewis) · Outside/Inside (Tim Eyermann) · Outside Inside (The String Cheese Incident) · Outside Inside (The Tubes) · Inside/Outside (SmokeJumpersTexasDotCom) · Baby, It's Cold Outside: Crooner Christmas (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


great big shoes? (tell me)

BB 'n Albert, and Freddie their the King
They ruled the world by bending those guitar strings
Johnnie 'n Lightnin,
Written by Warren Zevon and Carl Hiaasen
C. 1995 Zevon Music BMI

I'm a junk bond king
And I'm on the run
Me and a friend of mine
We were headed for
let me love you that's enough for me

When will we ever realize there's a world that cries 
You've got to look outside yourself
Try to help somebody
overshadowed by hunger, wars and chaos. outside the
People have ensembled and wait for the decision of their leader.
- Chapter One -
- The Ritual -
Nshigtur,
papers today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor

I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor

I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
like a king
Submitted by: Mel
Somebody said you bumped your head and bled the floor
Jumped into a pit of flames and burned to coal
Drowned inside the lake outside away you flow
When I wake up on a Sunday mornin?
Church bell ringing right outside
I feel you laying next to me with our baby in between
I know that's right, I
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
When the light goes out we just can't help but falling
You see, we all dig the dirt and we all dig the moaning
When the light goes dim and all the bad
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
the king of the car shows

[Master P]
I see it I buy it, you need it I got it
I could transform a car 'til a Halle Berry by demand
Regular wheels, I
spirit in a room feel heavenly with the scent of ya
We wasn't on the issues but couldn't help but notice your views
So many aspects of truth
Infact you
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
loud
We the only ones in the house
I can help you body wind down
Make this bottle disappear right now
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable,
I'm watching stars on my roof flying by
Wondering who am I?
My hoodie on it's getting cold outside
Let's make a bonfire and sing the songs
Pauly tell him tell breeze 

Everyting gone be steady playboy, let's get this chesse 

But see Pauly, he can't help you, cause Pauly ain't know
or the Internet
Would have been divided by color
You all can't even prepare us for this shit we dealing with now
So the newer niggas gotta be able to help their
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
Outside I can hear 'em bussin', bussin'
And the police they rushin'
Go to my head like concussion
I'd rather not have this discussion
My mind racing
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead