Lyrics:
Leads to beguiling lies
Stand by for Exciter
Salvation is his task
Stand by for Exciter
Salvation bids to ask
When he leaps amidst us
With combustive
don't be fooled by fools who promise you
The world and all that glitters more fool you
I'm such a hungry man that i beg you over and over and over
that's a low chance
You don't got a man you gotta understand
You a sly fox I grab my prey right by the locks
Put that drip drip on the riff
Jimi Stylix
a ridah, you just riding with her
I ain't a black belt, but I pack kick, like kung fu
Under the Gucci' black belt
See I know what I'm bout
Motherfuck
with 'lectric machines
And some soul
Turnin' them crowds on
By playin' some loud rock'n roll.
Then came the man with a suit and a tie
and I want it all
(Rock with me, guitar please i’m egotistical
I’m a narcissist
I’m a big deal power and profit, yeah
Power and profit)
You got what I
love you, man
We always will
This one's for you, man
When I was younger, I just didn't understand
what my life was gonna be like when I became a man
Each one knows me, they all know me by name
Come the morning of my soul's dark night
When I've laid to rest these ghosts that haunt me
With sweet
Special request to the mountain
The man death resurrected by dub
Special request to the ocean
The water deep and the rhythm lift up
Vibration loaded,
Haha Y'all niggas know what the fuck it is man I'm in this bitch with motherfucking gorillas
Stop playing Fr
Aye shout out TOB
Aye
Can I dance?
Oh, oh, oh, aww shit!
Big Boi, Big boi
What if everything you ever knew or known was lost
The needs tend to freeze you when you
your glass to the future
Let's drink and dance
Drink to the end
Come as you are
With pictures of you
Pictures of youth
These pictures break me down man
We wake with a sigh to a Louisiana sunrise, drift down a lily pad creek
Hold hands in the sand as the gators float by, sip a little rum spiked tea
I'm getting a pickup for my steel guitar
I saw you walking out Shaftesbury Avenue
Excuse me for talking I want to marry you
This is the seventh
reached and turned it
Said she couldn't stand the sound of a steel guitar
We hit the town to catch the early movie
And old Kris Kristofferson played
What do you say
When a gentleman asks you to dance, you
Say yes
And then
Get on the dance floor
Even when it seems, we're goin' through some hard
no cigarettes.
Ah, but two hours of pushing broom
Gets a eight by twelve four bit room
Well, I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
King
rut
And if we get swept away by one of those perfect days
When the sun is sinking low at dusk
And wind up a little deeper in love
Baby lets roll with it
dance
Take a chance
I could be you're fucking man
I won't let you down again
In a flash baby you'll be gone
That's why I sing all these songs
You won't be
the alarm for the storm and the calm
We're all getting eaten by the telephone
Under the dream of a man in the sea
Lies a postcard written for Eleanor Rigby
alive with a quick high-five, and take a cab back to New Orleans
You gotta step out on the town sometime
Believe you me if you like
A horn man named
listen twice
Three - Look deep inside
Boxes are filled with answers don't just take anyone you like
Uh - Rodent's Cyco
Cyco Cyco - Cyco Overload
Here
That I will bleed forever, red, red, red
And the hawks will dance within
My bones and rejoice
Let it be known that I do
Not die for man's sins
But that I
Told me that her favorite songs by the city girls
You know me I only hang with the pretty girls
Short girls, tall girls
Big girls, skinny girls
I could
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