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cautious. Use our Color as a target.
Man I’m tired a' all this nonsense. Man y’all gotta show its different.
You can’t say that we all equal when they

mile
We’ll be home before night
Who would have thought the route
Was shorter on foot
A step ahead a step behind
It’s easier when you go blind

Just

always be the same
That was back when I was lost but now I'm found.
No More Chains
No More Chains
I have been set free
I have been redeemed
No More Chains

of a man with a snow white beard
Tell you son I've been cooking here too many years
Out behind the barn in my moonshine still
If they ain't found me yet they

"Welcome to the reign of the ashes
Welcome to the hunt.
Welcome to the master's palace,
Welcome home, my son..."
A secret lies forbidden
I'm trapped

One Sunday morning when the river was blue
I played in the fields by the fields as we do
With a twinkle in my eye and a smile across the sun
I got

not being damn dojers 
And as a sin indulger not being trumped by the POTUS
Whip range rovers from Brooklyn to both Dakotas
I never been a cobra

it was too late
Feel it's time to pull away
Shut your ears to all they say
Be yourself you know it's true
When in the end what's left is you

Mother

Where the Heart Is

Marc Almond

Live at the Liverpool Philharmonic Hall, 1992

2000

never undestand
When children have the upper hand

When you stay out every night
The first time from your bedroom site
Started to show some concern
But by

Lost and Turned Out

U.N.L.V.

The Return of U.N.L.V.: Trendsetters

daddy don't see dat
So embarrassed 'til one day she decided to run away
And that's when my man introduced her to Yay
Coke fiend still in her teens,

Christmas is coming around again, it's not the same much has changed
It was more fun when I was young, I couldn't wait
Until my home became

at home
Shanty or the poorhouse, not left alone
Now isolation is a leading cause
Degrading mental status of who we adore

Spent your life, planting trees

left the church but I found the Pope
And I earned myself a little bit of rope
And I took the world by storm with a pencil in my hand
Now the wall at 1440

highlight be my mornin and eggs
I ain't got the juice
Squeezed fresh but left bruised, ya feel me
Relived of this chest juice when you peel me
You felt it was

mumblings,
He said its finished but He still wasn't done with us
You’re, not alone
Never left behind, no child is
Tears in my eyes as I write this 
Penning

you still bless me
You give me the best blessings
Even when I don't care
Even when I waste it away

You treat me like I never left you, Lord
You treat

THE TIME I LEFT THE WOMB
TIL I WAS COILED UP INSIDE MY TOMB
I DECIDED I'D TAKE THIS WORLD BY STORM
CAUSE IT'S ME OR THEM
JUST ANOTHER CASE

fancied her but she wanted him too it seemed 

He followed the trail of broken stories till he heard that she left town,

She was packed and gone by

Back when I was young and crazy, as they say
But sure, I worked pretty hard, yeah
Stole some money from my mom
And I hit the road to Leningrad
I get

friend
but even she would be betrayed by him before the end

he is survived by four pretty sisters
and a mom and a dad
and what was left of the love

Thug War

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

the stolen ruger 

And left the prosecuter puffing on the Thai ruler 

Son, my five exercised graphics, jiggy was drafted 

In thug war the shit gets

privileged homes for comfort
While your countrymen live in discomfort
So don't ever say it's a part of this nation
When you hope and you pray
For your own

Silent Type

Blackfoot

Rick Medlocke & Blackfoot

1986

Silent type, silent type, silent type,
oh, I love the silent type.

I was captured instantly by a voice, just above a whisper,
We sat, we talked for

were a fling,
cnd I built a house of cards around my heart,
That was until that fated night lit by 21 lights, 
My sights on you caught your ocean blue