Lyrics:
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
with this
No wonder why the score they tallied up on them privileged white kids
Jim Thorpe the college ballroom dancing champion
Straight faced prankster
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
of this bougie asshole"
Curb your enthusiasm
But what's occurred is repercussive
What the world has handed on to a booty flagpole
That's shitty sticks
the world
Upon his return stateside, the knickerbocker state
Gave Jim a ticker tape parade ride
Sports offers poured in by the dozen
Plenty bread in the oven
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
got it figured out by now
My best chance at survival
Is to get up that big pine tree
Before that bear's arrival
Now I'm not afraida' that bear
I'm not
world in just twelve months
Been gone for so long I might've just found God
Well, probably not, if I keep my habits up and
Probably not if I can't keep
I'm sayin is this: you said she'd never do wrong
You met her at first, she did a dancin song
Said I'll stay with you forever and brighten your world
hangs in most
Homes and around our necks
And we have just taken that
For granted all our lives
Is it a symbol of hope or hopelessness? The
World's most
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
from this one
But the question is
Not so much whether disarmament
Is desirable or
Even whether it can be achieved, but whether
- if we were able
taking a chance"
We was getting up, getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl, she was asking my
and Jim said it actually is Bill Evans
And thank God they were here to tell me this, thank Evans
Or I would have released this beautiful song
And someone
him he had the power
To destroy this Nation's chains
Jim distrusted boarding schools
Again he ran away
Hiram whooped him but not even that
Would make
got nun to do with playing ho's (Not at all)
Dont agree with my lifestyle than you could die slow (Kill ya self)
To fit this role you gotta know when
LAUNCELOT: Hello.
RANDOM: He killed my auntie!
[yelling]
FATHER: Please, please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion!
Let's not bicker and argue about
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
(Jim Lauderdale)
People tell you what I need
Is a lesson in defeat
Got you bothered, got you down
Not so sure you want me 'round
Baby, I'm on your
don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a blade up in they gums
This is Harlem, where the fuck is
it's a cess pool of filth and crime
We're moving", "Hey! I just moved here four years ago
And I'm not leaving, because this is the most exciting place
eyes
And this is what she said to Jim
It's on you until you give god a try
It's on you don't let this world pass you by
Cause it's on you until you
at my own pace
In my flo state
Welcome to my own space
It's my home state
Man this place is so great
cnd I don't wait
Plus I really don't waste time
When
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