Lyrics:
by the river
You were digging up the bodies
Buried long ago
Michelangelo
Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed you were a pilgrim
the garages
Got a bad bitch named Nicki that love Minajs
What's the deal huh? fuck with a real one
Tell 'em activist I need a silk one
Now I got my x girl
sheets of silk in between
Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
I thought I wanted to marry him
His face was sculpted by God
His words were gentle and ever
I'm looking out the window
I'm waitin' at the door
To see if you'll be coming by
The way you did before
The way you did before
You told me you were
I'll make that other cheek mine
And maybe the next guy
That don't wear a silk tie
He can walk by and say hi
Say hi, instead of why
Instead of why
sake
Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
She wrapped him up all cozy in a comforter of silk
And laid him by her fireside with some honey
Well I was cool and sitting by the phone and waiting for
A ring with a female voice or a date or an invitation
To a nightclub for some minglin'
Then
where all the players flocked
One night I was cooling outside
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live"
I was working a double breast silk
I'll make that other cheek mine
And maybe the next guy
That don't wear a silk tie
He can walk by and say hi
Say hi, instead of why
Instead of why
your weaknesses show
In the shadows the silk white hand
Digs the shallowest grave for the charlatan
This magic of ours
You know I would never betray
made
For days like these
Come in so easy
Like a hot summer's breeze
On a cold November morning
That threatens to freeze
Like silk on your skin
This is
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
The deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
The deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night
Wishes and hopes are the tiny silk ropes to which we attach our dreams.
Tie up a few and I'm certain that you will begin to achieve your schemes.
Now it was a hot sticky morning
'Round the Fourth of July
The breeze was standing still
I'm hanging out by myself
And I'm having a good time
off to follow you into the Ohio
Never did my armor feel so thin
Silk was all I had between me and your skin
Like Waterloo, I lost that too
Written by Eric Kaz
© 1967 Embassy Music Corp (BMI)
If you see a friend and he tries to say
A girl we once knew is losing her way
It's true
I
How'd'ya like a mansion in Manhattan
And a cosy cottage by the sea?
How'd'ya like to dress in silk and satin?
Baby, have a little dream on me
How'd
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high
And the mane on his fore top was fine as silk thread
I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain
Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill, and we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown, rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.
Had
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high
And the mane on his fore top was fine as silk thread
I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain
Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rolling across the Georgia state
Had motor
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