Lyrics:
The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk,
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned.
The birds they were clouds, the brides
Thomas in my time
Did he walk upon the water?
Did the water turn to wine?
I threw my head back to the thunder
Asked for proof from high above
And then
from out a wine glass
Don't address me as nothing less than your highness
Time passed by so fast my life feels like a time lapse
I reflect on this life
of feeling like
You wish you didn't know my name
Why
Why
Why
Why
Why was I left
Guessin Wine is the reason I'm here
And by the way
The blessings have changed
the love and grace into the grime
Heaven looks down upon the terra firma
Dumb founded by the poor judgement and anarchy mmm hum
Guess will have to start
no time
Don't need no mister to tell me what, when and why
I find my love in red wine
No chaser
I get by with my liquor and my paper
Red wine
No
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you
Someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs
Water green
the desert swappin' rats
And tryn' ta get a drink of water with his knees gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you and exceptance how he stumbled into Memphis
wrong it's right
Swing you by your pigtails, set your world alight
Nothing hooks you quicker than the line
Thrown straight and from the bank into your
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
off them matches and sit up with you
Ayo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy?
Stressin' me nothin', investin' the leathers, we all into things
drinking that water down
Drip by drip
'Cause it's nice
Storyeller
Whispers at the well
About a magic man who dragged me out of hell
Into life
I feel alive
I
see-O-H-O-2 wine water solution of calcium hydroxide
Slobbin it, see-A-O lime will make bleach powder
Galvanic metal beats stomp out louder
Dried ice, see-0
chest up, felt forsaken by the Father
Wounded rebel (oooh) in Jerusalem
Gettin picked on, and whipped by the goons of the Devil
Black man, 5 foot 9, see
More wings than clutches
Cease roll the hash
It's in the pocket with the nine
Lick off the wine as my seats recline
I want a presidential Rollie
So I
Jesus Christ
Jesus loves me, this I know
Turns the water into the wine
Makes the green grass grow
Give me pills when I'm in pain
Can't feel no more cause
valuable
So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her
Shining like a falling stream of brown water
It had reached below her knee
It almost made itself into
rats
And tryin' ta get a drink of water with his knees gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you and exceptance how he stumbled into Memphis Tennessee
Hardly
on the stage, start reelin' off
Yo, when I'm goin', better see me off
Well, not everybody's gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If
don't see nothin' wrong if you takin' your time
Let me run the water
Finish your wine
Candle lit by the water, settin' the vibe
Shorty hopped out wet, let
me to unload
So I flip into my mode and rhyme long like a road
See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates
damnation
But Brian made libations like no one ever hath
While Jesus turned water into wine
And cast the demons into swine
Brian distilled spirits in
didn’t know
With love in our eyes and in the air
Observed by the world but unaware
Somewhere out of town love flowered in bloom
I tasted the wine of youth
That buried generations of black and brown men
Who left their post because they were misguided by ghosts in the land of the living
Ready, aim, fire
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