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night
You're the muse for the song
That I write by candlelight

My tomorrow is your today
And though the miles keep us far away
I gotta tell you, tell you

night
You're the muse for the song
That I write by candlelight

My tomorrow is your today
And though the miles keep us far away
I gotta tell you, tell you

overused
I can't be happy 'cause I'm attached to my muse
Oh, I just did some things 'cause I wanted attention
But I really messed up by crossing the lines

The good Lord came to me and said, boy, you gotta go where you don’t want to go
The good Lord came to me and said, boy, you gotta do what you don’t

from
Not the one that cam newt from
But the one that he play for
Don't think I should say more
But I'm riding through your city girl tell me something

by myself
And I'm thinking, "What could be wrong?"
When this funny little Hedgehog comes running up to me
And it starts up to sing me this song

Oh,

like a bee
Trapped in a box
But now I think about our lot
cnd now I see that what we've fought
Is simply greed for our life bod
But I don't leave
Cause

asked Jeffrey about it he was real nonchalant
Like I don't really give a fuck y'all can think what y'all want (see)
He really is racist, that nigga's

Wright at the height he flew
With his style he cannot lose
Walk a mile in verbal shoes
And you'll find a proverbial muse
Think it's time that we light

oh 
It's weird to think there was a time I didn't know you at all 
You know what?

I gave you all my love and you gave me my muse 
Yeah this is home,

up by my lonely, they ain’t tell me what to do
Had to go and get the money, I was out here making moves
I was always skipping school teachers knew what

paper

Rain, sleet, hail, snow
Spark, pour, feel, flow
Muse, vision, think, blow
Every time I brainstorm, better get a poncho 
Rain, sleet, hail, snow

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

(What?)
Or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO',
Or what?

Whether he's really a NICE PERSON or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO' or what?

Some men say

the only one that I'm hitting on
Think about when I'm making songs
Muse to the art, taken my heart
Mona Lisa to my Leonardo
Like Peach and Mario
Stitch

that silence is what's holding me down

You only live once
And the days go by so slow when you walk alone
You've only got so much time
Just try to make

Shot T a text
Mr S connects
He said what's next
We need to build more
Do me a mash or
Your words in the suns rays
Because some days
I don't want to hear

and make it whistle
You know what I hate about rap?
You can be whoever you think
Like Cass' ain't really sell no drugs
That's just an image he paint
Well I

a God
Gods, tear his life like a knife
To erase what he's done
Oh muse, you can feel human sorrow
It festers inside like vermin in marrow
Unpunished

Talking bout break a bitch
Nothing but business shit
Know what I'm talking bout spending it
Know what I'm talking bout ten toes on shit
Young chose

3 months rent back when he lived in Glendale 
But for some reason he knew that that’s what people wanna see 
So he tried to be the someone that his

all by myself, by my own rules
So screw you
If you think you're better than me
I am on top of the ladder and rock the casbah, I'll beat
The beat up

By the Time I Get to Phoenix

Isaac Hayes

The Best of Isaac Hayes, Vol. 2

1986

don't know what he was thinking about or what inspired him to write this tune
But it's a deep tune
There's a deep meaning to this tune because it shows

apart
Nobody can do all of that and still have a red beating heart
Led by a dumb ass fuck
You think he's good, well I think he sucks
You think he's gonna

Because one is not divisible
I wander like the jews
I ponder on my muse
I pander to the few
I divide myself by 2
Half of half is still half