Lyrics:
Knew a guy named John
Guess we sort of lost touch
See the thing was
We never liked him very much
Didn't go to his birthdays or
The cookout in his
lay them all down
Into the forest they ride
After escaping Johns pride
Halted by some outlaws
Soon there after joined forces
In the meantime John plans
Sheriff John Brown just wandered into town
Looking for a cripple and a thief
A black man and a woman and a lonesome guy like me
Just trying
and convicts
What's a convict to a criminal sanctioned by the law
Paid by the General? Even worse, who do you call?
When you're food for the law
When you're
Doe
Guantanamo, John Doe
Every one of us is connected to a light
Though some have switched it off, and now are ruled by night
Thats where we could be
Of justice from it's new wave of leaders:
Frank Rizzo, the high school graduate
Mayor of Philadelphia, whose ignorance
Is surpassed only by those who voted for
Me and my crew in a little tour show
Learned to flip the door with the money we've got.
The blocks stay hot getting knocked it's on
Till one by
the water
Take me on under there (Matthew 3:15, John 3:5)
No one has gone up except the Son of Man
Who came down from the heavens
Who came down from
wouldn't have to go, eenee-meenee-meini-mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know no more
Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad
Snake, Big John, and Me
By Denny Leroux and Skip Cherubino
Comin' out the bayou, all alone
So tired my back's broke, got no strength
reunions, I want to proudly pronounce my bloodline traces back to John J. Thomas, who was born on November 5, 1876, and Lula F. Edwards Thomas, who was born
thang (word)
Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule
This title is sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
thang (word)
Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule
This title is sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
won't con an honest john
(how does that work? cos' every time it's based around someone who thinks they're conning you.)
They'll never imagine
Who's your protector?
Dark is the city where the white girls walk by,
Down below your eyes, just like fireflies.
You call me here, come on here, follow
a hurricane
Is clearing out my brain
And who the fuck is John?
I don’t feel anything and everything is new
There are too many things connecting me with you
I
Who can fuck with me
Put you in the dirt respectfully
I got my own space
Late to work
Two blunts watch me face
Eve got tricked by a snake
That means
score
John settled down, down by the river
Somewhere out by Ebenezer
He came as a boat swain, free without chain
His blood was pure, from good strain
He
Behold the Messiah, who's risen, ascended
To the right hand of God, no higher position
He came on a mission, by His own volition
Took on the form
John:
Yep, too clean
??? Voice:
And here we go, here we go
John:
Alright, guys, we got one chance. once chance, folks, do do this.
This is our
It's an old thing
It's a soul thing
But it's a real thing
Pray tell what's gonna happen to brother
Who's gonna help him get further
One another
It's an old thing, it's a soul thing
But it's a real thing
Pray tell, what's gonna happen to brother?
Who's gonna help him get further?
One another
One
wouldn't have to go, eenee-meenee-meini-mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know no more
Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad
(It's not what you did son
It's who you did it to...
Who? the fucking nobody?
That fucking nobody... is John Wick)
Okay listen up...
Tonight I'm not
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