Lyrics:
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
No, no, Mama, now Devil done do-si-do
Two young boys lyin' dead by the side of the road
And the coins in their eyes represent the money they owe
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
the old man down,
He never doubted that the rumor was real.
But there the old man stood by the store front,
With his white cane hanging from his belt.
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
the by
The fee goes up
Or else we go
My dear old friend
Here's how things appear, old friend
He who pays the bill
Times two or three
Be sure he
went to college
That no good son left home
That old mother worked her finger to the bone
And sent that boy to school
She gets on her knee and scrub
by oh
Dra by uh
And you used to teasing me
Dra by oh
Dra by uh
And you used to teasing me
Respect the boy man
I got the iraq money fuller world bank
boys (what?)
Ridin' through The Bay, bumpin' Too $hort (bitch)
Yeah, I got a pocket full of blue boys (Franks)
I got them old hunnids and them new
killin em, boy
[Young hustler:]
Man, go 'head, go 'head
[Old hustler:]
I'm tellin ya, I was shittin on it
Word up, I was the man
And a car -
Hey!
Baby lying crying, boy and his toy
Teenager in danger – a strange sense of joy
Twenties now and ageing, moving stage by stage
The book becomes
Two little boys and an old family dog
By the banks of a stream sat one day
The boys decided old rover must die
A nuisance well out of the way
this boy's got moves that I've never seen before
cnd boy this boy's got moves, I could never dream for more
cnd as he took me by the arm
His eyes came
surrounded by his books
A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has passed him by
And Jim and Will conspire
To ride the carousel
Could set their souls
repulsed by him
What a foolish old man
Foolish old man
You are so delusional the sheep will turn away from you
You're not really a great capitalist
You're
I be big boy is not by bears or weight
Hope your account self cary some weight
I no de like talk with no evidence
Yes you dor see milli but no
nice
So it's old flows, new flows, goals go, do blows
Now I'm on the road doing shows for some euros
Asking how I done it, man, I did it by the grace
the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
There was poker bill, one of the boys who was always
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
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