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back at the plate
But swing and miss on the third time
And your bills are paid by the state
"Don't you worry 'bout healthcare,"
John Q stated,
and then John Gage's farm.
They cut his fences for their fires although the day was warm.
They bound my brother Isaac up and took him from his home;
They
bass

Down by the lake side
Just off the ramp
All them people sleeping in their fising camp
Some out in the pup tents
Some out on the grass
They
and charizmatic automatic, you gonna save me
God bless the day that my sons survive
We strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive

Refugee camp nuts baby, John
meeting out at Ocean Park
Preached from early morning 'til after dark.
Said the benediction, folded up her tent,
And nobody knew where Aimee went.
bass
Down by the lake side
Just off the ramp

All them people sleeping in their fising camp
Some out in the pup tents
Some out on the grass
They
or never, my camp's legit

Wolf Gang! Fuck your crew, nigga! This Wolf Gang, nigga!
Go the fuck home, mutherfucker! Night night, motherfucker!
Smoke up
and lets brawl at hall, nigga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop
and lets brawl at hall, nigga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
Co-produced by Van Dyke Parks

I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin'
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)

Well I woke up early with those
and the sitar out
"We gonna camp in the city park, man."

I says, "Boys, let me explain the situation to ya.
"A: you're gettin' me down
"And B: we got us a leash
nothing better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waiting
No more procrastination give up
more procrastination
Give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin muthafucka's panic
Don't take ya life for granted 
Put that ass
had him wired
Peeped my convo, the address of my condo
And how I changed a nigga name to John Doe
And while we set up camp, we got vamped
Put the stake
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
Co-produced by Van Dyke Parks

I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin'
the pancreas
Your whole camp enlists, abandon ship
Push your knuckles up and dance with it

I'll shut down cops, steal they badges
Off of 'Operation Kill Da
the pancreas
Your whole camp enlists, abandon ship
Push your knuckles up and dance with it

I'll shut down cops, steal they badges
Off of 'Operation Kill Da
mean the kind in big black cars. 
When they say killer whales. 
They mean they whaled on him until they killed him up in penetration park.

Holly
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte


A ring on every finger, a girl on every arm
He drove his brand new Jaguar while
procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm busting and making motherfuckers panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
[Repeat CHORUS] 

[Wyclef Jean] 
Refugee Camp All-stars, 
Dirty Cash, C.O., Wyclef Jean, 
Nutzbaby, Nutzbaby. 
John Forte', where you at baby? 
Come on
lives, dreams in Regent's park
John Wilt, NyQuil and Shakespeare to the room
I've just giving up in another street corner
I fell on my back just to keeping
it
But it was worth more than his car
This, by the way, requires that you find and supply Farquhar
With an animal, and a life, from your local park
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by