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when there's nobody else around?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.

Trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Nothing but
again?
Haven't you heard guys? You can't say Chri-biip-mas you gotta say Holiday
I can't say Chri-biip-mas?
No you might offend somebody.
Who is
Chris was no philosopher
He was an ordinary man
Twenty-four and running out of room
A rifle and a pack
And a sack of rice on his back
Guided by
[Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins]

Man builds his world, forms it from rock, steel and clay
His view of nature is that it stands in the way
Visions
let ya meal eat you
(I run with trouble, trouble)
Street runner we crazy with dis one
I run, with, trouble

And just the other day, my nigga Chris
Trad. arr. Hazel O'Connor - Cormac De Barra

One morning fair as I took the air
Down by Blackwater Side
And when staring all around me
An Irish lad I
liquor
Can't find the killer, damn and it hurt man
Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in the dirt man
And the sister, she was trippin' man
Askin'
disease
Multiple cancers, psychological troubles
Day by day
Irreparable for centuries to come
The die is cast
See the signs of the decline
You must pay
I believe that bad luck and trouble, man is all that joins us
I mean that bad luck and trouble, people that's all that joins us
When my bad luck
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man, guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They
staring back up at a jealous man

 All I want to do is get back to
 Oh I've made mistakes
 The way that we used to be

 But I've paid for all the trouble
or New Haven, or Chicago
Oh yeah, by the way, my name Chris Lowe
Move ya hips lows, love it when ya lips blow
Damn - shorty's standin by the coat check
offense taken, I’m just racin’, the savior of man
Crucifix, positive, addition, it’s all the same
Given that getting head is cool, but what is it if you
prejudiced!

Well, I said, "There must be some man around,
There can't be only you dogs in town."
They said, "Sure, we have Old Bull Connor,
There he goes,
Connor gon' put the city on
Fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit go
Live for my hood, look this for my block
Ride for the hood, gotta spit it like Pac
I
he's a man now
And Kirby knows he's past his stage of gettin' beats
Still that don't change the way he treats
Chris when he comes round to his, to get
so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes me troubles double with his worries
When surely I ain't deserving of none

Moanin' low
My sweet man is
My cowboy life is so happy and free
Out west where the laws don't bother me
I take my troubles like a toy
I'm just a yodeling cowboy

At the set
so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes me troubles double with his worries
When surely I ain't deserving of none

Moanin' low
My sweet man is
on my couch? (don't worry 'bout it)
How they get so cool? (don't worry 'bout it)
You've been struck by the two banditos
What the fuck is that? (don't
[Music: Atrophy]
[Lyrics: Chris Lykins]

[Solo: Chris]

Throughout our troubled history
Man's exploited fellow man.
Displaying xenophobic fear that's
Um, Joey
This is um, this is Greer
Ah, hey, let me tell you somethin'
I just heard the new free at last record by dc talk
Hey, guess what man
I
brother
a tinted hearse is what most men leave in
followed by a limo full of family and close friends greavin
when you pull the marijuana
ima want
you brother
A tinted hearse is what most men leave in
Followed by a limo full of family and close friends greaving
When you pull the marijuana
I'ma
sweet man should pass me by
If I die, where'll he be?
He's the kind of a man needs the kind
Of a woman like me

Don't know any reason why
He treats