Lyrics:
of the rain.
Sit down by the fireside
Dry yourself,
Do, do it,
I got caught,
I got caught,
In a bag.
draggin' by, tick-tock
Oh my heart, it just can't love no one but you
Well, I'm high and dry and lonely
I'm as lonesome as can be
And I stare out of my
out of the rain.
Sit down by the fireside
Dry yourself,
Do, do it,
I got caught,
I got caught,
In a bag.
While resting the other evening by the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold
His face was all brown and wrinkled by
oh
Feeling high, feeling dry
Sometimes you wait up all night
For the sunshine to bring you the light
That'll lead you home again, lead you home
Life’s a piece of pie with someone to wash
And someone to dry life’s an easy road
With someone beside you to share the load
Life is full of highs with
pieces, poison arrows
Tell the Pharoah I'll be gone by tomorrow
To quench my thirst in the desert
Flirt with death might be my best move yet
I'm running
different highs, different haze
Kamasutra with miss Mary Jane
And the karma suits her, she a vibrant thang
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might
This I call my sailboat
These are all by friends,
That beyond's the shoreline
And that is where it ends.
High
And dry
Are we
Stinging sigh's
your head up high and dust off your shoulders
It's alright, no, it's not over
Love is here, it came to dry up all your tears
Oh, can you feel it
You
cold with my back broke by the bog
Find your cross cut saw
Come blunt and jagged and dry and try
Cut my tongue out to keep on your wall up high
I tipped
and downs
See you are a fighter baby
It's only the first round
So don't you cry
Dry your tears
We'll get by
Have no fear
Yes, for you I will swim
I say I'm on an astral adventure, & im living in dreams, this reality is backwards and really ain't what it seems, gotta grab it by any means, like
And my mind is crushed
By the crashing waves
Lift me up so high
That I cannot fall
Lift me up
Lift me up when I'm falling
Lift me up I'm weak and I'm dying
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
Satan, I'm laying in the dark
With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing
Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub
Deuce high when he cruise by
like a pothole
I'm colder than the snot nose
Man all these hoes is my hoes
and if she bougie fuck her once
then leave her hanging, dry clothes
I
the pit,
Done in by the weight of those terrible tits.
Oh, my god! there she blows!
Aerodynamically this girl was a mess.
Otto eye-balled the diva
Superman's daughter.
Living alone, chewing on a bone,
Pretty as homemade sin.
She had to be high by the look in her eye,
Her hands were wet and her mouth
time)
Lying here I wonder why
Drawing circles in my mind
And tears that won't dry, fall from the sky
Walking high over clouds going by
Silver
yesterday, uhh
[The Game]
I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense
Or that naggin' bitch, that just like to hear herself talk
Blowin' all yo' high away
That's some fucked up shit
But it happens, you know what I'm sayin'?
You couldn't be true
You gave me the go-by
For somebody new when I needed you
So cry, baby, cry.
My eyes are dry.
I'm laughin' up my sleeve to see
blind from the light
Using water 'til the wells run dry
Chopping trees for another high-rise
Can't even see through smog in the sky
Oh won't ya stand up
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