Lyrics:
BLINDED BY THE LIGHT AGAIN [x2]
The old man is out by nine
His wife died a year ago
Always wearing his Sunday clothes
Never seen him talk to anyone
Liquor stores and churches
the battle homes I ain't no doubt
We stand alone usually we left the third click out
That's why we moved on cause mental spirits was gettin' broken
By some
and Blaxican got some dogs to drop
And rip the funk like this until the madness stops
[Verse 2]
I Adam 12 1 Adam 12 come in 7 Mary 3
It's outta control
[Verse 1]
I see them punk putos they coolin' by the lockers
Sellin' crystal to their women fine freaks turned flaca
Your lady say she love you but
you want it
[Chorus x2]
Find myself inside myself and no one else can find it for me
Find myself all by myself and no one else can find it for me
killing me
It's 2 am man the house is cold, I'm feeling old
Looking back at how time's rolled
I know somewhere stars fill up the night, that must be
The Joy of Sex,
The Sensuous Couple,
The Joy of Sex Part Two,
The Kama Sutra,
Even Yet Still More Joy of Sex,
Popular Mechanics,
Betty Crocker,
bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'I'm fittin, makin ya feel so good'
When I bump this gospel music in
[T-Bone]
I know the world got you down
Bound by the problems and troubles of life
Full of strife pain and misery
Looking for true peace love
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
are pointing to strawberry fields
Walrus keeps singing to fools on the hill
Now I stop and wonder
If yesterday has passed me by
[Chorus]
Hello,
around you girl
I wouldn't last a day
[Repeat: x 2]
Without you
Nothing really matters in this world
I wish time would stand still
When I'm with
Ooh-ooh
Then I met a men just passing by
Saying that he'd teach me how to fly
He tried to hypnotize me with his words (ooh-ooh)
He said he'd be the one
The milkmoons dwell in their quiet shell
Where they fell from the Heaven
Two pearl fishermen
Hold their breath again
Fight to the death again,
a year but that was two years ago
And I'm still living...
[Icy Hott]
Everybody's living in a world of crooked thoughts
I've been criming for years, no
too far to turn back now
Reckon you bitches gonna learn
[Verse 2]
I reckon I'm southern like fried chicken
I'll be here till I leave yo
Colisseums
out of control, asleep at the wheel, dave's got a friend and his name is neil {chorus} (manchester, singing beach, 2:00) a bleached whale he tries
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
One, two, three
From the old sod to the new land
We came over by the score
We cut the ties said goodbye
And closed the old world door
We settled
by lying that appears so unfair
Here comes a bud'un, it's two Cadillacs
Women and whinin' and foolin' the facts
Winners and losers all travel
You'd ever end up like that
Remember that trailer in Minnesota
That axle broke right in two
We wired it together with four-by-fours
And we drove
Krylon
Yeah, that's a three-finger tag
With a two-finger ghost
I'm true school
I rock Playboy sweaters with a Gumby slope
Like beaming off Orion
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They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
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