Lyrics:
that's not really your home
And you're lonely for a life you'll never know
A decade of waiting by the stairs
And watching the stars and they fell in
Busted and broken there's no hopin' for me.
So let's go together and drink ourselves sick
Let's face the stormy weather by taking a trip
It's
Dare not speak her name
There's a letter with her on it
Washed out by the rain and wonder were I'm going
Cause every days the same
the new dream
Follow the way of the secret life
Silently graze archaic dimensions
On water and over wind
The god of woods call his sons,
Enraptured by
My kisses wake her in the night
When she turns, I'm not there
I wouldn't have left if I had known
That she'd be left all by her lone
It took my
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
Now the widow lived by the strand
For forty years without a man
She danced around and she waved her fan
And set her eyes on me uncle Dan
Meet me down alone by the river
Ready the boat we push off at sunset
No regrets just clear empty spaces
One last look, prepare yourself hold
She's far too far from home to just turn around
and it's been said
Monday she left home for New York City
By Friday she was found but torn apart
Before
That tell us how to behave.
And by the time the tides of the ocean
Had cradled me in their arms,
God tried to kill me.
I mind the time the winds
send you to remember me by
To make your time more, easy passing
Oh how can, oh how can you ask of me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing
much truth and so much hype
I get anonymous letters from the North Shore
They don't read like hard core
Name droppers on the road from my hometown
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
make me none
Slip through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I could
Robin Hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by
Gypsy nights, by the light of the lake I ride
I got a a hunger and the hunger well it's eatin' me up inside
I got a serpent in my heart, I got such
An operator by the name of Horace
made a deal with Jake'n Boris
'bout how the flop-house that they ran just had to go
so they planned to have
An open letter to the Rev. Jesse Jackson
We, the members of the Mojo family,
Feel that your actions and retoric as a self professed leader
singing
I`m a fool
I`m a fool
For even thinking
That`s what you are
Still on the road
That`s where i see you
Stop at a lay by
And lightly sleeping
The penny arcades, hangin out by the pool hall
Used to bop down the block with the box, old school, y'all
Fellas said 'ho', the ladies screamed 'aw'
But that
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
in the eye and said rappers don't die
We not gonna have an' tour, but we gon get by
So most of us gonna be in hell high, kickin'
Now put the rhyme
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
Come on, come on and come with me
Show me what I heard
I've been burned too many times
By that four-letter word
So close your eyes and picture me
people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie
Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by
But still they workin' all they life, they pushin'
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