Lyrics:
Union Square West dressed up looking his best
Mr. E. Leon Rauis could never know
how this would seem his one small request.
With many thanks for
Cabbagefoot.
UNCLE WALTER:
...he said.
SKEETER:
But you can call me NOT your grandpa!
UNCLE WALTER:
...uh, he said.
SKEETER:
’Cause I ain’t!
UNCLE WALTER:
says you ain't
He speeds up the work 'til you're 'bout to faint
You may be down and out, but you ain't beaten
You can pass out a leaflet and call
it was from him cause we could talk about anything
All those things you were planning for when we would be together
Do you really think he knows you,
all got a cross to take up
Once again, we can be the image we were made to be
The General is here and he's loading up the cavalry
I know he's alive,
The play can start again
'Cause Eros hit his heart again
And how could such a florid faun
Not turn this maiden's iron on?
And he may yet again
But she's
lip, he got punched in the mouth
There ain't shit that he could do, so he just tried waiting it out
Family and friends would take pity when they would
could be free
He fought for Irish freedom
For the likes of you and me
He held his life for liberty
In the GPO
He held his life for freedom
And he would
a baby
Sounds crazy like come on y'all
Now you tell me he's coming back
And gon' crack the sky i'm like "Haha"
But you draw the line
That we can find Him
could he be truly responsible?
Really all he wants to do is soar above
His station and become the sun's equal
But the sun can have no equal
Poor Icarus,
could ever be saved
Because (the deejay cuts the record) to create the sound
(The deejay cuts the record) he's the best around
(The deejay cuts
From the day that he could sit he was destined for the oath, he took quickly to the scriptures and would meditate till close, though curious as a boy
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
the poor you may be sure
That he'll do all he can
Who is this one?
Whose favorite son?
Just by his action has the traction
Magnets on the run
Who likes
man
And for the poor you may be sure
That he'll do all he can
Who is this one?
Whose favorite son?
Just by his action has the traction
Magnets
Words and music: jim johnston
Engineered by kerry gansburg
Guitars: jim brammer
Midi arrangements: jim brammer
Drums: jeff wade
Backing vocals: tina
I wanna know,
I wanna know,
I wanna know
Who is the Man who said He could save,
And who took my dark clouds away,
And who said that they would bring
a businessman,
Like any other businessman. Six years he grieves!
I think I can. I think I can. God damn it, yes, I can.
And so would you if did business with
you could say I'd be his biggest fan
He's had many people that have held him dear
Most of them until the very end
And without him well I would never be
and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there
a monster the world would talk shit
He can see the sunken, place the upside down
Travel to a paradigm that can't be found
A parallel universe made
on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug
He's the waving man he's the waving man
Waves 'em all the same he's the waving man
He's the waving man and he doesn't know
Anybody's name
Well I can
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