Lyrics:
Heartless
Music and Lyrics by: cllen Brooks
(cll Vocals and Instruments performed by cllen Brooks)
Well you
Little lover
Got me down
Down on my
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
In the midst of the party they bump hits by JD
The B.R.A.T., we the element
And you irrelevant
Get down off this shit
[JD]
I don't pay attention
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
down as a family
Mess with one, the whole side might be ya enemy
We 'bouta take an Eastside Ride through my city
Sharonline to the Brooks, the Rancho,
home
They think he'll be alright, but they don't know
I got there that next day and as I knelt down by his bed
I cried, 'Daddy, don't you leave me
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
when he made this land
The Lord said yes, there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy, the stuff is so poor
I
confess it, I'm shy
Can't you guess that this confident air
Is a mask that I wear 'cause I'm shy?
And you may be sure
Way down deep I'm demure
Though
I hear a mockingbird down in the little green valley
He's singing out a song of welcome just for me
And someone waits by the garden gate
Down in
I hear a mockingbird down in the little green valley
He's singing out a song of welcome just for me
And someone waits by the garden gate
Down in
I hear a mockingbird down in the little green valley
He's singing out a song of welcome just for me
And someone waits by the garden gate
Down in
are people passing by
Empty faces and not a friendly smile
Under stress, loneliness, a part of our city
Now I finally have decided
I will leave it
followed me across the seas
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
are people passing by
Empty faces and not a friendly smile
Under stress, loneliness, a part of our city
Now I finally have decided
I will leave it
all my time i spent
the widow said as she bent
giving what meant everything
and all my company
are memories whispering
down by the forest
down
dat
That's you and you ain't having it
Who dat, who dat
Stop asking who dat, who dat
When you see me walking by, don't shout for I
I'm not a young
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