Lyrics:
Into the world of the golden shimmering mist
Where there are no points of compass, no here and there
And nothing is tangible and yet so opaque
Onward and onward and onward I go
Where no man before could be bothered to go
'Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes
And it's all
a decision where do you stand
I somewhere in the world
Somewhere in the world some nigga making a mean face
While making a meme wasting time he could have
of people often misunderstood
Where no one takes the time hear their voice
Incredible timing with a knock at the door
Now the rest of us are forced to saddle
a fish bitch: ocean
No redemption, but I got my shawshank
9-tec, masked models, hoodrats who are skanks
Fuck with me, show you where the bottom is
One back
said, "Someday, you are gonna shine"
(Don't know where I'm traveling to)
"You'll meet a guy who'll show you how love is kind"
(Don't know where I'm
the basement where uncles were fighting
It hadda be howled on the streets by newsboys to bus conductors
It hadda be foghorned into New York harbor
It hadda
a normality
Are we gonna sleep forever in this corporatocracy?
When we gonna stand for nature we're like horses in the sea
All on board the fairground ride
Forty or fifty horses
Lying in a lot
Red raincoats and rifles
An epidemic has been stopped
Scientist speaks what are you wondering about?
He
by the sand storm
Riding your horses, but where to
Red handed, red sun, red moon
All across the desert
Your heart, your heart will be taken by the sand
to Colonel Harvey, "Now, let there be no delay,
If we're to reach the Yankee camp before the break of day.
I'll take you through the woods by night where I
I'd sing
Roses are red my love, violets are blue
Sugar is sweet my love, and what ever happened to you
In her cat glasses, she was married
She was
rage, it subsides; the grasses break through
And roses are red, violets are blue
The spirits patrol the fields and the ocean sits closely by
Through
missed a beat
Meat gets beat
By a cleaver
Or a beaver
But you probably need your hand
I can no longer stan
Or stand
The red white and blue
Liberties
Hatred made from dishonesty
Lies erupted and possibly
The worst food for the pigs
c red horse full of enmity
It's rider looked and smiled at me
lonesome, I sleep with third eye open And dream dreams of battlefields where crows feast on carrion And carry on, fully-armed Blakrok, red
sleep with third eye open
And dream dreams of battlefields where crows feast on carrion
And carry on, fully-armed Blakrok, red-blooded barbarian
Dead
on my high horse shit right now
You the asphalt, I'm in the sky
All you seen was a foreign machine
If I pull off and ride by right now
I ain't got
don't do the funerals
If they're by my side all intentions are mutual
Put a lotta work in I don't do the cubicles
Coulda made it already we just took
on down the peddle set the cruise control 500 raging horses
Be on by the state patrol lord the sirens were a screaming lights flashing red
There's a dozen
at the bible belt
I swam between piranhas and assaulted a patty melt
The red planet still remains in orbit
Leavin' trash piles cleaned up by A.J. Styles, Me,
the hell should we care 'bout what Simon says?
Are you from Hell or Heaven?
Tell me where you come from
Are you more like the Moon or you more like the Sun?
or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley
This scheming don't affect me
I'm fresh I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than five hundred horses when I roll by
I'm
being frank
So I ride into town on a blood-red horse
Thinking about the thought that connects all thoughts
Where did it get you being Mr. Plus One?
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