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you

Flannel Cowboy
Put your hand in mine
I get lost for days in your green eyes Flannel Cowboy
I'm sorry for what I've done I still hope we can fall

day dream...blemished
By the smudgy finger prints of man...

And slivers of my life...floating,
Still soaring in space...
And spirits of bee hives
Even

Tire swings, summer dreams, honeysuckle on the breeze
Whistle County creek
Laying in the green grass, I was watching clouds pass
Baby, you were

Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride,
A sword and buckler by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

He bridled and saddled a big fat snail, uh-huh, uh-huh.

drop-top
Chillin' on the scene
Smokin' pounds of green
Ooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money hungriest, Brooklyn Loch-Ness
Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi'

an airline 'cause easily I'm that high
Fist full of money mix some green in with your black eye
Greedy like a fat guy, I eat a nigga franchise
I beat him by

tears

Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed
I'm havin'

Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER
l'm born and bred in pollution's grip
First three weeks fed by a CO drip
Ain't no breast
Passed

No more talk of gods and devils
Politics or dime store rebels
Tonight, I need to get myself in tune

You waltz in with your green eyes
All at once

By these demons called rappers
So lemme get this straight
I am tired Im exhausted of these empty promises
That those rappers make every day so lemme

scenes
That means your talk is cap
Cause the way I act make me grab my Mac
I fire back at your windows
All I need now is a little bit of info
Crushed by

And eatin' ice cream alone
And you've got me all by myself
Watching Netflix alone
And you've got wrapped around these tears
Tired of all the stress, you're

Things you need
to find happy days
And the things you're hiding,
feelings still reminding
You can fly up to clouds above
Reach for the golden ring
Reach

up with that Blanc Sauvignon
Keep it up Imitated duplicated by none
You bet yo ass I'mma better mentor for your only son
Haberdashous Roll the Film

You give me like this, feeling
That I had never felt before
I've been by myself before
Damn, I wish I felt you more
Copping green
Mama always told

Woke up one morning 
Packed a bag to get away
Didn't know where I was going
Couldn't stay another day
Found the Cannery Row down by the South Bay

real if you show them how you feel

Unless it's anger causing danger, when you grip the steel
Still do my dirt by myself, don't need you suckers
Selling

knife Another day, another strike
Feeling better by the second, take my future to a spay wife Let's get back into it, I've been writing non-stop

Just

Dangerous Dan McGrew

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

stare of a dog whose day is done
As he watered the green stuff in his glass and the drops fell one by one
Then I got to figgering who he was and wondering

tears, them OG's liein

I talked to the karma king tryin
To get the game score it ain't red or blue
The color green start the gang war
I did some things in

Sunday Park

Yen Town Band

Montage

1996

but I think it's o.k
to be myself
Especially
when you're not around
I need someone to hold
I know how to have fun

I wish you were here by my side
we

Green to Me

Hum

Downward Is Heavenward

1997

all blue and green
And we've all got wounds to clean
Here's a rag, here's some gasoline
It's all green to me
{it lifts up your days in a single

children no wife
I ain't about that hype
It's all realistic on my side
Fans standing by that drive by
Haa
The fast food market
Where they waiting outside in

a high
Need myself
To sit write
Down my thoughts
Letters to the ones I’ve lost
And my flaws
And the rape that fucking haunts
And the love that I have lost