Lyrics:
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
my lazy eye for the very last time
Waving the infant goodbye
Left with my mom that night
And your sick heart made you cry
And momma's paycheck kind
opportunity of the… er… opportunity to slake a thirst, which has grown over the dusty road and particularly during the last 2 nights of hard fighting.
[Forlì —
The night is fading in whisper ..
You’re drowning in Whiskey,
You are playing risky!
But what if…
One day you drop a cab
And realize we're not
was a dream, I was livin' in Rome
And then I moved to London, bought a brand new home
And everywhere I went, I drew lots of attention
Like a stretch
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too.
Down on the boardwalk they're ready for a fight
Gonna see
and fair, her lips were full and red
And as I passed that shady bower, these words to me she said
"Last night we spoke of love, now we're forced to part
You
it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and done rushed
evening if I remember it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up
was a dream, I was livin' in Rome
And then I moved to London, bought a brand new home
And everywhere I went, I drew lots of attention
Like a stretch
stadium
Style qua-zillion
Check y’all minimum
Last time we checked your properties you only own talks
And I’m the action owner
Duncan William
I hear
wonder how it'd be if I'd never left
I woke up on my leather couch
Last night, I left the dishes in the sink again
Television late nights, missed calls
When I drew the tin I grinned, but I very soon got skinned
By a girl by the name of Maggie May
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're ready for a fight
Gonna see
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk, they're getting ready for a fight
smokin' cocaine
just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose
and last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom
feelin' like a two year old you can't
was a dream, I was livin' in Rome
And then I moved to London, bought a brand new home
And everywhere I went, I drew lots of attention
Like a stretch
to lose
And last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom
Feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold
Nigga its the only
Church bells resounded like judgment day
As they were making love
In the rainswept graveyard
She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame
A monsoon
When I drew the tin I grinned, but I very soon got skinned
By a girl by the name of Maggie May
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're ready for a fight
Gonna see
pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul who sits here now
And sings this song to you
(Chorus)
By and By; By and By
It isn't true I hardly knew him
Is this some game that you are playing
Go ask the dancer she's the one who saw him last
The one who drew him here
rolled in the warm grass by the bone yard fence
Her skin so white
The first leaves falling
This long forgotten night I am there again
Her father
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