Lyrics:
hide from the killing?
Ubejane
Ubejane
Death comes across the river
He knows the sound of guns
He charges at the danger
For he is Ubejane
He's filled
the hate that is still in my head
There is a river and it's feeling empty
Disturbed by every word, you tried to go back, you tried to fight the cancer
I
welcome me home you call me beautiful
There's no distance between us, no, there's no secret among us
Oh you brought me out of darkness
I'm undone by your
the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now
the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now
the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
the river
The rolling rivers of pain
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh
There is one shining eye on a hard-hat
The company closed down the mine
generation destroyed by madness
Starving hysterical naked
Dragging themselves through the
Negro streets at
Dawn looking for an angry fix
Angel headed hipsters
roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now that binds
seats
For the river side
We can take a picnic
And watch the suicides
Well I pulled up by the kerb
And parked my bicycle
In the snow was a red faced man
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
And I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
weed got a case of gangrene when it's angry
I act like Scarface up in your project hallway
Make sure you're all covered by AllState
Me and them beats
Foolish Crocodile
Once there was a very cold river,
In front of it, the beautiful Jamun tree.
A monkey comes to the tree everyday,
It plays by
gig
I don't need that angry sex
I can find that for myself
You can keep that body
It belonged to somebody else
Self-help books and motivational videos
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she
the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now
Walkin' down by the river
Hangin' down my head
I chanced to stop for a moment
A stranger beckoned and then he said:
"Walk down the road of life,
a million-and-two seller
Hey, will you take off that hat? You look like George Washington!
I'll throw you across the river.
You'll throw me across? The what?
They say time is in the river
But the river is not there
Dry in spirit dry in body
Two will lend themselves to death
And in grief one weeps into his
trap
You can't admit
That he can't give you the
Excitement you get
By looking at someone and then turning around
You always knew the work but it should
by the marsh
Naked and angry
With pain and evil in their eyes
The stygian swamp and the rivers of Styx
Guard by the demon of flame
And the living
And far away I heard you say you liked me
We drifted to a party, cool
The people went to arty school
They made their paints by mixing acid wash
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