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Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton [WEA Unternational] (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton [Australia Bonus Disc] (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton [Japan] (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton [Australia Bonus Tracks] (Eric Clapton) · Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton [WEA International Bonus Track] (Eric Clapton) · Unplugged/Clapton Chronicles: The Best of Eric Clapton (Eric Clapton) · Time Pieces Vol. 1: The Best of Eric Clapton + Time Pieces Vol. 2: Live In The Seventie (Eric Clapton) · 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Eric Clapton (Eric Clapton) – and 90 other albums »


I could be one of your kids
White America!
Little Eric looks just like this
White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs
you rather Alex Haley's book on Malcolm X?
Their fuckin' with Ice T but they don't even care if
Eric Clapton's singin' I Shot the Sherriff! 
But how
little Eric looks just like this,
White America!
Erica loves my s***,
I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get, 
white America!
I Could be one of your
to say
(Sun in an empty room)
Then said already anyways
(Sun in an empty room)

By parallelograms of light
(Sun in an empty room)
On walls that we
Stroking white mice they carry in their pockets
Lost in a day dream

Daydreaming to be loved by someone
Hurtling myself down into the metro
A train
Obsessed with tragic [unintelligible, 5 syllables] like Eric Clapton
These are my wild years, I'm trying to enjoy the pain
The euphoria of dying
Toxins
Eric Clapton
And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough
Talking that fast money 15 every month
When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more
Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
Rap; I been in it ever since I was invented
That's 'cause a nigga live it
My records wield digits in history
wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be
friends I had

With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
in vain
That we could sit simply in that room once again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like
The sun falls dead
Chased by the moon
Who's losing his room
So much is happening all around
Listen to the lake
And absorb the sound

(chorus)
It's
Yeah, it's what I do for a living nigga
Eat for a living nigga (watcher)
That's how I live for a living nigga (watcher)
Okay, let's do this (the
[Jay-Z]
Jeah.. uhh.. it's what I do for a livin nigga
Eat for a livin nigga {*watcher*}
That's how I live for a livin nigga.. {*watcher*}
Okay,
Late nights in musty motel rooms
Stale lives left by someone else
White lies I wish I could tell you
And questions I ask of myself

Why do I do
Yeah, it's what I do for a living nigga
Eat for a living nigga (watcher)
That's how I live for a living nigga (watcher)
Okay, let's do this (the
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, it's what I do for a living n****
Eat for a living n**** (watcher)
That's how I live for a living n**** (watcher)
Okay, let's do
Yeah, it's what I do for a living nigga
Eat for a living nigga (watcher)
That's how I live for a living nigga (watcher)
Okay, let's do this (the
without sin I'd probably hate life

This is dope as that hard white you stuff in a crack pipe
A hit of this, a kid with Tourrets will chill out and act
She lives in a big white house
The rooms are lemon and she's devoted to life
of keeping this house just right, ooh, ooh
The weekends are perfectly
She lives in a big white house
The rooms are lemon and she's devoted to life
of keeping this house just right, ooh, ooh
The weekends are perfectly
All the day, I can see the life from the western isles
Faded in white like a western smile
We could live here, you know
Nobody say, caught up in
All the day, I can see the life from the western isles
Faded in white like a western smile
We could live here, you know
Nobody say, caught up in
white
And her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and a rolling eye
And her ear-rings tipped her shoulder

[Chorus]

"What age are you my
My hands are tremblin' as I reach out for you
Shadows dance, magic fills the room

Nights like this
I live for
Nights like this
When we close