Lyrics:
Stop, everybody, what's that sound?
AK-47, so ya better hit the ground
Stop, everybody, what's that sound?
AK-47, so get the fuck down!
[Layzie]
Ten toes been down
Done wishing on a star it's happening now
Old friends wanna call what's happening now
You ain't believe me back then what's
Carried away by the river that passes through bulrushes on to the sea
Dragged by the current to rest on the stakes of the breakwater shaded by trees
I was drivin home
By the river side
Richard thompson on
And the day so fine
Pennsylvania towns
Sort of slip right by
In a soft line south
that feeling
When the water washed away
The shame I was leaving
At that muddy river bank
My chains were falling down
Your Promise
I see it now
the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Written by: batt
Is it a kind of dream
Floating down on the river
Following the river of death down stream
Oh is it a dream?
There's a fog
You lost your color when you painted the town
Paintin' by the numbers
You headed for the lobby, but you never came
Down
Is it any wonder?
the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
down a dream river
With you by my side
I know it's make believe
But please don't wake me
I don't mind
routes up and down the Mississippi River to see
America
Ooh, she's like a mother to me
Oh beautiful for vision clear
That sees beyond the years
Thy
routes up and down the Mississippi River to see
America
Ooh, she's like a mother to me
Oh beautiful for vision clear
That sees beyond the years
Thy
Is the silence that I keep
It poisons me I can't swim free
The river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
In love
I was born by the river
In a little tent
Just like the river I've been running
Running ever since
Its been a long time coming
But I know
He jumps in his bireau heading down the bayou
He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He
We listen to the tales and romanticize
How we'd follow the path of the hero
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun
How we'd rise
I was born by the river
In a little tent
And just like the river
I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know
I was born by the river in a little tent
And oh, just like that river I've been runnin' ever since
It's been a long, long time comin'
But I know
fule kno that
Any fule kno that
Any fule kno that
Ooh
Won't it be nice
When everything falls into place
Danny went down to the river one
night to the Lord up above
Singing hallelujah, hallelujah
They use to walk singing songs by the river
Even when she knew for sure she have to go away
wind rippin' down the alley at dawn
The mornin' papers fly
Dead man lyin' by the side of the road
With daylight in his eyes
Don't let it bring you down
I've been spinning in circles
Stuck in the state of contemplate
By the time that you hear this it will be too late
May not do a bit of good
But
lost between low and high
And the river of cars
They fall like stars
Down the I-75
(Da, da, da-ba-doo, da-da
Da, da, da-ba-doo, da-da)
And broken
Back down south where I come from
Where the river flows like warm molasses
Rain fogs up my reading glasses
Honeysuckle strong enough to curl your hair
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