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What's gonna happen to chess piece face
There go I but for my face
All I know could be defaced by the facts in the life of chess piece face

I
always been a music man I loved anything that rolls
And all I want is a piece of the road

Piece of the road a part of that traffic that's passin' me by
sometimes you lose a lot
Come, make your own contribution to this melting-pot

I'm the street you walk, the language you talk
I am the city
The skyline
always been this way
Not by choice, just this way
I can't put my honey pot in a jar
Or a heart or a fist of some young boy

If you can't put
liars
Nothing’s perfect in this world
Everybody’s been burned by the fire
Guess I’m learning
That what breaks you, makes you grow
But I’m not hiding where
hate
I am the Mr. Insane
Killing is just a game

I'll cut you piece by piece
Oh man I felt so pleased
Only death can end this show
Peace for my
She dries her tears by candle light
She seems to be here every night
She’s just that great
Yea, she’ll be OK, she’s alright
Picking up the pieces
to my soul 

Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul 
Baby won't you come by me yeah, spare me this misery 
Sugar won't you come by me, oh I know
We've been driving all around for years on end
Just playing rock 'n' roll across this land
Our pockets are empty ain't got a pot to piss in
But
Constructing a picture with both eyes shut blind
Working for an imagery, my mind hasn't found
Please help me fix this

Piece by piece by piece
to my soul 

Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul 
Baby won't you come by me yeah, spare me this misery 
Sugar won't you come by me, oh I know
Well, how come you only want tomorrow?
With its promise of something hard to do

A real-life adventure
Worth more than pieces of gold

Blue
night
I think of you and only you

Never a word escaped my lips
Silenced by your fingertips
I kept my word, can you believe
All this time so hard
some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate

Wait, I've got a better plan
To catch this big
cryin' on the shoulder of this road.

[Chorus:]
All of my life (all of my life) it's been the same (been the same) I found a pot of gold (pot of gold)
You need a slap in the face
With your chain pot smoking, my head working
I want a piece of the cake
Inside your head, eat your meds
You need a slap
woken

Now we've got another moment to share
And I can't believe, this has happened to me!

Take a little piece of my soul tonight
Take a little
Well, how come you only want tomorrow?
With its promise of something hard to do

A real-life adventure
Worth more than pieces of gold

Blue
Hey, baby, how about this dance?
Why? 'Cause it takes two to do this dance

Takes two to tango, two to tango
Two to really get the feeling
if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece

Sat down up close
luck

Never had to write a girl a song
Or had a woman stay this long
And now you're moving in
And I'm alright with that

I ain't got a pot of gold
night they blew up the spot.
Throwing plates and pots, shit's got to stop man,
gotta break out let the pressure drop.
Too extreme kid when you're only
some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate

Wait, I've got a better plan
To catch this big
terrorist
Those girls that smile kindly
Then rip you life to pieces
Can somebody tell me now
Am I alone with this
This little pill in my hand
And with
Thursday
Popo blind to the polly in the hole by Friday
Where the fuck did Monday go?
I'll go to this pig-and-pot show
I'm sitting in the chestnut tree