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the blackbucket hearse
With the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies
We get them one by one
If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda, boy, you cannot come (bump)
been a gambler, I know I've been bad.
I've killed men, querida, I've lived by the gun,
Now, I'm an outlaw, and my time has come.
But remember, querida,
you arrested!" We said, "Go ahead!
We're having our drink anyway." We'd already finished half by this... we were 'faced!
Gets off at Jersey.... yes, you
you just couldn’t get it
Live and Let Die
Sir Paul he said it
Might not now but you will respect it
Look Dear Boy I give all credit
Band on The Run
Billy's Place
The vibe is light and breezy
Billy's Place
It's a virtual speakeasy
My home base
I'm glad that you dropped by
Time to grab a libation
between right and wrong
I live and learn, do the best I can
There's only so much you can do as a man
I miss Billy The Kid
The times that he had
The life
busted for the bad times and believin' in the good
Billy took a beatin' from a world, he meant no harm
The score was written in the scars up on his arm
I’ve Had Many Friends – Words & Music by Desmond Allen June 03, 2006
I’ve had many friends through the breadth of time; each one true and dear
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, it's time to save our kids
So our sons will never have to live the way we all did
If you trap a nigga, trap
by ending childrens lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp
Billy and father went out to play some catch
But Billy missed the pass because
to heaven
This is what I’ll hear
Beatles, Joni, Zeppelin
And Paul Simon in my ear
Of course I’ll need my Billy Joel
Prince’s funk and Stevie’s soul
The Good
But you can still live like you fucking meant it
And we'll prolly never live our dreams
And we'll prolly think we peaked in our teens
And we'll prolly
tell by the court cases
That the system's racist, face it
This is surely not our birth places
Though we run bases
And races we were brought here
By
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
says is the most successful recording artist of all time is just fine with that.
Rolling down the way way way
Trying not to go Cray Cray cray
Paul
W/ a sexy Billie Jean
Rumor should've been
Tuffy bouta checc by any means
Imma fucc, but won't trust baby
That's on Billy Green
I know everything
the summer of our lives, oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh
In the summer of our lives, oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh
Pixel Paradise
[Verse]
Once upon a time, in a land far
you're hungry for!
And she says "let me think,
What's left in our refrigerator?"
I said well, there's tuna, I know
She said "That went bad a week ago!"
I
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
between right and wrong
I live and learn, do the best I can
There's only so much you can do as a man
I miss Billy The Kid
The times that he had
The life
the oldest
And strongest emotion known to man
Something deeply inscribed in our
Nervous system and subconscious
Over time, however
Something strange began
dust out of his coonskin cap
He said, "Trust some of this, it'll show you where you're at
Or at least it'll help you really feel it"
By the time we
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