Lyrics:
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
And no take another look in a cookbook
Remember Moses Davis, yes Beenie Man
Inna his mouth, Lord God, put a new song
Talented excellent entertainer
Help
MAN: Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your head in with the hickory stick!
ADAM: Sometimes he uses his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and filled with rage,
base
And I'm based
On a true story
My life a true story
Authored by His story story
The old me is history story story
That work ethic
Creating epic work
West is coming!"
And she was like "Aw whatever, like ah, he's crazy anyway!"
I'm like "Whatever man, get out my face!"
So fifteen minutes go by
"Ahhhhh whatever, you know he's crazy anyway!"
I'm like "Whatever man, get out my face!"
So fifteen minutes go by and the whole building just erupts
So I'm
sunday
Ship me back to mom by monday
Watch em' tip back to his car to go be with his kids and wife
Thinking maybe if he loved me that someday this be my
Eyes crusty when he wakes up
Regrets of how he got his cake up
Last night he did some shit he couldn't even make up, make up
2 pm on the clock man he
the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
So I thought of the contract I'd made
Meet gyal in the rave get love sick
Overcrowded but we don't jump ship
And I know a couple man that got jumped quick
I would never look for the fight
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
of water, one grain of sand
I'll tell you a story as quick as I can
I got nothing by time, I
I'm Lazarus Man, yeah
He said, "I woke this mornin', felt
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Every stone a story, like a rosary
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Man In the Long Black Coat
Bob Dylan
where to hide
In a six-by-six a guilty man cries
For repentance and lost is what innocence is
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical
rocket ship counting down to lift off and this disturbed paranoid man is best off, grabbing a steak knife to slice his wrists off I'm at the doctors he
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
Callous hands
Told the story
For this small town
Southern man
He gave it all
To keep it all together
And keep his family
On his land
Like his daddy
stop, his father was hot
Couldn't just stop 'cause he coulda got shot
They move him down south to straighten him out
And he's still selling dope by
where shall I begin?
He starts telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his Corey for the last.
And he says
among the stars.
His story so common yet so unique
So not everyone could see the glister of it.
He's traveled far and wide
He searched for a purpose in
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
That’s precisely where this story takes place.
Land’s End, summer of 1402, southwest of England.
Nearby, there was the small town of Sennen,
Where a man
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