Lyrics:
a money fire
We crawled into a mattress with an old black man sleeping
We each drank a case of beer, wait am I peeing
And I'm seeing for the first time
When my love said to me
Meet me down by the gallow tree
For it's sad news I bring
About this old town and all that it's offering
Some say
imported yours
Man I treat my MSFTS like the
Lakers - the court is ours
Look a nine year old in the
Face and say you're in charge
It's our time to shine
left it, decades ago. But the utter shock of surprise was seeing an old man with long white hair and a braided and bejeweled beard sitting in Brain's
on the road
I wear brown velvet pants
Light brown shoes
A hat I bought in Ludlow
An old Frank Zappa T-shirt
This is all that I wear
When I go out on the road
doesn't pay.'"
"I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth."
"President Franklin D. Roosevelt stricken late today."
"Who's
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
watch", and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight,
until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my
a large, uh glandular organ in your abdomen
You know it's uh, it's reddish brown, it's sort oh uh
Yeah, yeah yeah, I know what it is but, I'm using it
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
passes through a drought-stricken
Jairo months later bearing odd news of
An old man seemingly unaffected
By the drought living in a cave, no less!
The man
Allie played
Now we delayed by ninety days
You better find me anyways
You better return to the Terrordome, ain't nobody home
Non-haters play
is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No, man
But you can do the job when you're in town"
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by
one night with a girl named Pam
The very next day I saw her with her man
One week passed and I was in her again
I had an old tender, her name was
one night with a girl named Pam
The very next day I saw her with her man
One week passed and I was in her again
I had an old tender, her name was
or any man
Driving a sports car or a mini van
These are the aspirations of certain men
Who leave the neighborhood only to return again
Come on
(Chorus)
at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would make her connection
By her feet was a footloose man
You can't always get what you want
You can't
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
War with a star, it’s light like saber
See I used to get curved by Stacia
But true say she done man a favour
See I don’t want no more problems, unless
class
I'm just surrounded by these lowlives
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't
Goin' back to my old life i
Cause you can get caught by the all-out
Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought
[Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]
Pharcyde make mad hits, see ya man
to go on this road
Shown my a knowledge foretold
Spoken by prophets of old
The total opposite role
Chosen by populace goes
Down to the hottest abode
Total
Yo, I been about since 4 in the morning
Same old shit, them man they’re just talking
Man just flow too lazy they bore me
Still tryna get me the crib
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