Lyrics:
In the corner
By my old bookshelf
Stands my six-string-guitar
It brings back memories
Of back when we were
Sitting on Sammy's porch chair
With
And cross-country running to kill evil thoughts
I'm surprised that I survived
I ran ten thousand miles with my back to the wall
I can remember the first girl
Chemical Change
Performed by: Caspar Aesthetic
Melody and Lyrics by: Dean Mark Hilario Enoza
Chord Structure and Progression by: George Wiseman
taught to do better
Cop birds by the two watch em flock with no feathers
Play wrong stupid fool watch you dance with the devil
My youngin's a go luny toon
the wind
Caressing the clouds as they drift by
cnd Jamie laughs
Oh Jamie laugh for me
cnd when I'm feeling very down
My Jamie comes to me and makes me see
I Feel Lucky
Music: George Criston Widule
Lyrics: Dean Warren
V
Opportunity came knocking, when she showed up at my door,
With some papers from
then what happened?)
So he put the mic down
And picked the guitar up (picked the guitar up, and then he what?)
Started singing the blues like there
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to ma and me,
Just this ole guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now I don't
with that tre 8
So much pound in my back seat
I'm gettin chased by those motherfuckers o p d
Should I hit a condo and lose the bottle
Fuck it I hear
surprises
You know how I get surprised
By keeping my eyes open
Open to the world
The world around me
Things I see, things I hear, things I feel
You know what
going to be sitting up every night asking my mom
When's daddy coming home
Yeah he wasn't there to teach me how to shoot my first basket but I learned
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
Bet I drove a million hours with the radio up
Where I first danced to a George Strait song
Had me wishin' I didn't have to go back home
She broke my
a six-year-old picking up his first set of bagpipes.
The sunset's half over and while I'm standing there sweating, tuning the guitar, I try to get the crowd on my
as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick
George Bush doesn't care about black people
2017 and Donald
wasn't one for the nonsense
Took his talents to the home of the Hall of Fame
Canton Bulldogs winning chips popping champagne
First team All-Pro in
Well, the first thing I want to say is??Mandate my ass!?
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not
another state
I wouldn't have it any other way
All I want, is to sing my songs
Hearing that crowd, keeps me going
Guitars rocking, wheels rolling
I
Late nights thinkin' of you
Until I get my nut
Tossed and turned, lesson learned
You was my first girlfriend
Bridges burned, all across the board
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with nine figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated nine triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with nine figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated nine triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em
Like Wetherby George Dupree
And with my typical luck, I got hit by a truck
And I woke up in the A&E
They said: "Steel Pins
You're held together with
dropping hits, you buy it for proof
Cancel your plans, my show is the move
My album has come, it's long overdue
Guitar on my beats, I'm singing my blues
Sing
shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I'm
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