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Mother fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious
But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes
P-P-P-POW with the wicked
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's
And John got to take a look
And he told us what he saw when it's easy to see
It's goin' by the book
It's goin' by the book

(It's goin' by the book)
(It's
rain,
but all in all I can't complain.
Was it dusty on the train?
P.S. I love you.

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able.
They came
but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new
close but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, P. S. I love you

I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us
hoes affendin us
We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi?

No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there.

You would?
Well, I'll tell you what then, let us
time to wonder why

We'd like to take life over again
When time of war had passed away into the rain
And watch a John Wayne movie
To remind us
And prays for shelter from the storm



As people hurry by on their way home

Where they dream

Of a world without sadness and pain

They turn their heads
the sky above us, why don't you bust?
Let it rain cool waters over fields, so bland
Drain down, fillin' up ponds, and the land
Lotus flowers, float upon
sad sad
John Lennon, Doctor King, Harvey Milk
All for goddamn nothing
God is a bullet have mercy on us everyone
a train, you find a 
Fascinatin' rhythm in the rain
At every stop,
You hear the clippin' and the clop

You take a beat, you find a 
Fascinatin' rhythm
how you did this shit
Daz, Kurupt
They can't keep us apart (Bad Boy)
D-P-G
L.A., I love ya, west coast (Bad Boy)
Bay Area (Bad Boy)
Y'all know how
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line
The weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
P.S. I love you

Yesterday we had some rain
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
join up,
we're almost home.

This is all we want:
Time to be with us,
a home to lift the cold.

Still cold, the snow's turning into rain
Silhouette Jane measures rain in a cracked cup on the sill
In Embry's last photograph he disappears over a hill
Darrell Dotson waits in the grass
buyers (no),(no)
And not a day go by us, 
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they
buyers (no),(no)
And not a day go by us, 
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they
by name.
Pay good money to hear fire and rain again 
And again and again.
Some are like summer coming back every year,
Got your baby, got your
but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new
game, damn, forgot I got a warrant
Got in, laid down, then start snorin'
P-O kickin' ya door in, for in the mornin'
You blockin' my lane-lane like John
got a warrant
Got in, laid down, then start snorin'
P-o kickin' ya door in, 4 in the mornin'
You blockin' my lane-lane like john stockton
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