Lyrics:
the dark
Long blue shadows of the jackals
Are falling on a pay phone by the road
Oh all they ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
(Come in,
health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find drama
Law's out
There's no sin in this, getting dressed to kill
Laughing down the sun like a jackal will
With his eyes ablaze, yeah, and his lips apart
He's gonna
my nigga JTLo in the booths it's ova
[Chorus : 2x]
[Jim Jones:]
(Jones! Jackal!)
Now shouts to Yung Joc (its poppin)
Another one to block (its
children shivered, in the cold
Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there.
Suffering in
draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand,
Sing of a lover's fate sealed by jealous hate
Then wash my hand in the sea.
With just three days more I'd
madness!
The member's only lacking with the stage cologne.
Try to pacify the jackal at the watering hole.
The boys want to mix in with the girls
Walls flare up with animated shadows
As dancers jump like emancipated jackals
It won't be long till the first couple's clich?
She turns to him to say
Too long, too long
Barely thirteen, hard and they're mean
Hunting in packs, like jackals
They prey on the meek, the old and the weak
Like
a jackals hide
Cool water dies, vile diamond eyes
Silent in flamingo ease distant in troubled trance
Within a whirlpool, we're breaking our backs
The tears
left him weapin'
And the jackals left him torn
And the jester reaches out blight
As he can touch the stars no more
And he took the stars in his
really thinks we're the devil, then let's send 'em to hell
Anxious lovers, bums in the street
Jackals in waistcoats, men in sheets
Purple mountains,
matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me
No matter what the plot
And even out on tour they be like,
"Yo I got a tape to play you back
the thoroughbreds
Racial strife and rising debts
Segregate the living dead
I'm the resurrection man
A jackal in a three-piece suit
Death and taxes for
their time
Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied, folded the crimson star,
The rabbits turned to jackals,
still
blasphemy, I fell where the jackals feed
God felt bad for me but cast me in the Caspian Sea
Satan gave the dragon his key, Wu-Family's the faculty
K.P., K.P
of the boys
Instead of fillin' your head with all that synthesized noise?"
Jackals wait nearby, watching rock and roll die
And no one dared to help it
beat this jackal down, this interference ends
Send it back beyond
When hunter, meets hunter, this hunter, eats hunter
When hunter, meets hunter, this
Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied
Folded the crimson star
The rabbits turned to jackals
(Still echoes of their
port
Found me the key at last to open up the prison door
Brought down the blackbird's wings, gifted me with beggar's eyes
Sent in the jackals
Of the satanic rule
Pentagram of blood
Holds the jackals truth
Searching for the answer
Christ hasn't come
Awaiting the final moment
The birth of Satan's son
the thoroughbreds
Racial strife and rising debts
Segregate the living dead
I'm the resurrection man
A jackal in a three-piece suit
Death and taxes for the damned
The wretched desert takes its form
The jackal proud and tight
In search of you I feel my way
Through slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents
to a jackal
I was born in a whiteout
Gonna smother you all 'til I choke you
Gonna smother you all 'til you kick out
I'm allied to the winter
But don't
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