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make her your wife
Or you'll be stuck here in this mud all of your life

Will the water roll it all way this secret that I hold
Will the water roll
sitting by a grave
When the Devil walked up to me
He said "for your soul
I'll give you rock n' roll
And that's all you'll ever need"

I've got nothing
of history my son

Murder and rape with your power
The 10th revolution in far away days
It's come to this
A gypsy's kiss
All your power's gonna fade in
of history my son

Murder and rape with your power
The tenth revolution in far away days
It's come to this
A gypsy's kiss
All your power's gonna fade in
a thing of your own
And stop pretending to know

As the countless numbers hunger
For worldwide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder
Will roll up their
these same
Mistakes my daddy made with me.
Still his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, protect your mom."

Memories of my wife cryin'
these same
Mistakes my daddy made with me.
Still his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "boy, protect your mom."

Memories of my wife crying
of the lovers highway
But we just roll on by with the top down,the sun's out
I'm so glad when you came along you happened to be going my way
The wheels roll round
The watchman's out
Kickin' your dreams about

As I leave you in the sunset
Got one more nothin' I'd like to say
"You don't know me
A son of the sea am I"
We saw the others crying in fear
We saw your mothers be of good cheer
Going to run
Away from the gun
Better be safe than be sorry my son

Fly,
rain
Oh baby, but when I kiss your lips
The clouds begin to roll away
Uh, down to my finger tips
I feel the happiness each day

Oh, my Mama said
Red telephone sitting by my bed 
Practically bore your name 
Lying alone in the twilight zone 
Waiting for your call to come in 
Hadn't been for
the rhymes
So let your troubles roll by...

He knows he can help himself
He can tell by a look at the books on his shelf

And someone, somewhere loses
do this honky tonkin' fool
One favor when I die

Roll away my tombstone
Put this jukebox in its place
Make damned sure 'Your Cheatin' Heart'
Is
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds
And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds
They dance like a great
bet you can't stand being apart

Listen son you gon to find a sense of perspective
Ain't no use to bury your weight in the sand
Although I kinda
can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by

And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about those snitch-ass
Get the patriarch, the founder, forefather
Initiator the forebearer your predecessor
The architect and now Arthur I sponge you son
Informed you,
can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by

And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about those snitch-ass
a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born, and an old friend 
of the family. He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are
the little y'all the youth coming up 
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums 
KnowhatI'msayin son? 
Yo son 
Of the young Shaolin Monks,
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds
And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds
They dance like a great
nigga tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
would a nigga get paid be the out come
its strictly for
roll

And I will never be questioned
By some new young chump popping their tongue 
Snoopy D made the way for you to walk
O in to The Almighty
can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by

And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about those snitch-ass