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been looking Bobby, boy, you know how
Peculiar... I hate the opera
Funny thing, your name came Harry... David... Katherine, I...
Up only last night
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
are more appealing
Another day goes by and more photos I'm not seeing
By the end of the week it seems that you're just fleeting
Conversations
I stare at the clock
But I swear that it’s off
By a year, maybe two
My stomach’s in knots
Cuz the days that I lost
Were the last of my youth
I
days locked in the dungeon
Foamin' at the mouth, mad dog in this production
The uncontrolled substance got me spittin' up bars disgustin'
The last
ways we're planning out our days
Day by day we tryna make through the maze
Lasting bruises on our faces now slowly go
Now slowly go
Last winter
Adi
with blades and cannons I ain’t talking bout no Megaman
Streets was never cold, it was 80 in December
Santa never came, we cracking niggas shit like they
Kids made fun of my swag cap on Yik Yak
Man, those were days that shit was just straight facts
Taking useless classes, just so I could pass this
Year
CHRISTMcS
I brought the boxes down from the attic
They're filled with Christmas treasures
One by one, I take them out
Remembering past Christmas
loving wife and mother
As they gathered each November
But as that December wind did blow
I think King David, he did know
It was time to go on home
bars for 20K, I just knocked out another feature
Seven seas how I'm drippin', I create sauce
Tell the opps, I'm last one in the hole just like a 8-ball
It's been awhile
I can't remember since I been home
Probably December
I miss my girl and my friends
I got that message you sent
I'm thinking maybe we
A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you
put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm humberlicious strugglin' to jump
Let me blow a Hubba Bubba in your face, that'cha ego!
Ayo, freeze-funk, you got
the Book of David
In the holy light (when it's laid to waste)
It will be written
By the children of Eden (I said save this place)
And the Holy Ghost
And there was Kiss, David Lee Roth, all kinds of people. My goodness, what a great
day. Anyway, those as I say were recorded and were a special little single
leave I've got life after I'm deceased
Tough times never last tough people do
So I walk by faith and keep my eyes on God
Close my eyes in prayer just
moments
Days can last for years
Time is just a borrowed souvenir
Nothing lasts forever
Nothing's ever broken
The sorrow and the joy remain
Same emotion
(hello, hello)
And I've seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know
I'll hear "David Allan Coe"
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day
(hello, hello)
And I've seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know
I'll hear "David Allan Coe"
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day
different languages
Cause I'm a Czech boy in a Canadians World
Rolling up a fatty, it was not well furled
In December of last year Knowlege took off his cloak
departed. (Instant, instant, instant). Words and music, Copyright 2016 by David Gregorio. Guitar and vocal: Dave Gregorio. Drums, bass, keyboards: Greg
never even called me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call
Sign on the door said locals open mic on Friday night
I was on the road the last few days and that place was feeling right
Sat my guitar on a stool
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