Search results for 'working for the man by green day' Page #5,316

Claus chair
Posing for the photographs
But now he don’t laugh so much
In fact, about one third less
Old St. Nick’s got a problem
Man, he’s in an awful

float by where the stars and the moon at/ ET’s in they ship like who that/ Tony Bruce with the juice/ nigga no cap

Long day, but im good/ I feel great/

V1: country brother with the flow/ give you nothing but skill (breath)/ South Carolina native/ born and raised in Estill/ relocated to Saluda/ man I

Shaggy was a dreamer
He said without his dreams
He’d be nothing but a poor man
With a doorway and a street
He said the rocks weren’t too bad
Cos

us
The bodies can be buried
And noone will know
Where they go

Im all Known
The cover and the whistle blown


We chewed on fat for days
Moved ourselves

Does it take that much to say you care about me?
Dreams of summer days
My lips caught in your orbit
Don't understand what it is about you
That makes

give you my heart and I'm letting it show
And through the long days and the short nights that we grind
I got you on my mind
You always by my side
I be

I come over
Come over
Come over (Yeah)
Days goes by and he still ain't get the Calling
You gonna take a few loses, you gotta Stay cautious
We all had

to the promised land
By the promised hand
Land of astonishments
Now I got white ice
All across my hand
I have finally made it to this foreign land
Lost paradise, we

down for me to really ride
Stood by your side it didn't matter you're full of lies
Look in my eyes got me thinking bout a homicide
Tryna throw up all

Loyal
I will fight for mine just because he Fine he give me anything
I want that's That daddy sign
Ima sparlish bish I'm very pricey  all The Ninos see me

of awe
A blanket of the heart sewn back when the days were pure and the nights were hacked
And the faces slummed and offed to lay their own waste in

Time waits for no man
You can't hold the tides back
There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
It will overtake you
And fold you into dust
The night

Losing my mind on purpose
Going insane on night
Saturday means the Armageddon will come
In the beckoning pale moonlight
 
Sleep won't come for those

the fact it's by God's grace we live another day.
We can't call ourselves Christians when we don't even pray.
We can't fool God even though we can fool man

they got to choose to keep the heat on
 Or buy food cause they really only getting by
Every day he wonder why his father had to die
He can’t cry though,

Couple days gone by
Still I don't know why
I haven't seen your face
Girl you must have known
What you would do to me

I'm the type of man
Says "take

by mesmerized masons building up a wall but they fill it with racists
Face it looks like we've hit basement misled cowards slinging facts just ape shit

shells on the ground the picture clear as day
Nigga's pulling drive-bys but you'll never hear me say
The names of the shooters you know I never snitched

and rain
My impulse is to call 'em cowards
Eleanor Rigby must've died in vain
And Jolene must've lost her man
Cause long telephone calls
Don't work on our

you know everything cake
I might just stand in a lake
I been dripping for days, I don't know what to say
Been dope since I hopped outta class
I don't

wanna get your man put to sleep
Shit go crazy round my way
Give a fuck bout where you stay
If we see them boys then pray
That you see another day
Aint

to the top

Smoke a half in a day
They say I ran up that cake

Man we can't relate
I'm smoking runtz

Yea you ain't even my dog
I see the fake

He tryna say

SANTA CLAUS DO YOU EVER COME TO THE GHETTO (written by Thomas Cowan)
CHO
SANTA CLAUS DO YOU EVER COME TO THE GHETTO
SANTA CLAUS DO YOU EVER WONDER