Lyrics:
the fix
The city the grind low ranks on the lookout
The blue ride by smoke a pig like a cookout
Cumulate the criminals
Subtract um' by the church goers
the songs that were Playing On The Radio
Playing On The Radio
Watching as my life passes me by
It was Playing On The Radio
now I just sit and stare into
of Somalia
Which I escaped as a boy
My audience is in America
So my songs should reflect the land where
I have chosen to live and work
They have a point
to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And flowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page
cos we gotta get that pay
We always leave the radio on, but they never play a song that we want played
Every once in a blue moon, we hear a good tune,
Cinderella's getting hypnotised
By the Italian with grey-green eyes
I stand deliberately out of bounds
Winding you up just to bring you down
To my level
(Glory Gang)
(On Foenem Radio)
Go 'til you can't fuckin' go no more, nigga
Pull up your chair, it's time to eat, boy
Better keep that money,
the water and I love the bottom of the harbour where I live
I love the girls and I love the police and I love the inspectors inspecting stacks
I love the blue
pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots
Pink stripes and it's pink on the title
Nigga fuck your role model bitch
I'm my own idol and
If you can't face it
Hello, the hype is so mellow
Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
Nigga fuck your
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
twenty-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan Mohicans
And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers
Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the wings
While outside in
another love would be you and I remember falling so in love with you during October even if you didn't know better. You took my heart by surprise and turned
healthy for you?
Black lives matter, we one Pangea
What's healthy for you?
One time activist, post, delete it
What's healthy for you?
Roe got a baby, she
on a bond
Cause all y'all are fugazi
I'm Pac with a tool gazing at a cop with a new stainless
Shoot aiming to turn that blue uniform red
Blue lives ain't
I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store. I was already by then a couple years deep into
sexually
Knew a bunch of Radio Raheems, rest in peace
Four finger rings, big as brass knuckles
Haters walk by, try to stab you if they hug you
Lady
his hands.
Sacco was born across the sea
Somewhere over in Italy;
Vanzetti was born of parents fine,
Drank the best Italian wine.
Sacco sailed
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
setlist
To ever exist?
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Greetings Earthly beings!
You have reached
The most entertaining
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hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth
Politician, and live like I do
I want you to know, the workin' man blues
Oh Lord, oh Lord, these blues is killin' me
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, these blues is
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
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