Lyrics:
still on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went through him
I'd rather feel that to see and when I run there is
Nothing that can hold me up
I had a hot streak one time it helped to make
Up your mind and now
{Words & Music: Hazel O'Connor}
Here I sit so silently, I wait by your opening door
May flit, may fly, may not understand why,
I fear, when I hear
this town is dead
'Cause we ain't got no drive through yet
Our one garage don't open nights
Truckies they just roll on by
But down the road at The Grand
and an old bashed hat
Chasin' roos and razorback
She's country
She'll look you in the eye
Work all day and dance all night
Drink the whole bar dry
Hot day's
concieved to die,
And I could pass you by with that look on my face,
That says "hey go fuck off,"
I'm leaving this place,
So warm up the pavement hot
I was ashamed of
Running out of money if that?s what it takes
And I get the credit for the rookie mistakes
And he just stands by and he makes me cry
because she's reppin' Him,
Hair and her nails done right,
But she had better look when you look at her life
she's unimpressed by things
Not desperatae
lawn
And there's an iron gate where patrolmen wait
To keep the chosen people safe
From the infidels in their terror cells
Rifles blessed by God's
the band
Oh, when he does tricks with the sticks
The boys in the band all play hot licks
He plays saxophone in the band
Joe plays the saxophone in
together the dialogue
It's power when you point out who plays every part
When you've seen it twice already and you know the words by heart
When the audience
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
And like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you
need a light, when its hot need a sprite
you never knew you screwed up til you got chewed up by a set of claws from a drugged up dog
You were out for
a place to be
Come right now, no matter if you don't know how
One by one, baby come on
If we are two of two, our dreams they come true
Show me 4
Rockabye baby tonight
Its been three years since they finished high school
Now baby's growing up
Mary works sellin' hot crossed buns, since Georgie's
Worse case I'll get swallowed by the deep blue sea
There's no more tryin' to fight it
The pain I'll leave behind me
The sweet imperfections of a hot
comeback, but didn't touch my score
A Farrakhan listener, white world prisoner
My frisk down is just like the state pen for visitors
Ghetto red hots, guns,
a hot jacuzzi
I might come across sweet, really I'm a rudie
Ever since I started puberty
I was looking in magazines just to see the nudity
Truthfully,
you by my side
Those were true days
I watched them fall away
These boards will break
These boards will break against my ribs
We're shown ourselves
Originally performed by Genesis
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top.
Dirtly old mountain
All covered in smoke,
(Broomhead)
Twisted bodies, pain, inflicted by the sane
The guilty kill an innocent for their crimes
A living sacrifice, made at His own choice
inside of the livest niggas
Art of War was designed by the wisest killas
Wrote the thug book, only the truth get spit
Took my hooks like you wrote that
last
And by the light of this flame, we'll take the chance of a lifetime
This ain't no time to hold back now, we've come too far and it's right somehow
Reconnect wih myself
By molding to the ground
Somber like the moods of me
But violently and willingly
I'm burning inside and as you're dying beside me
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