Lyrics:
the parking lot
You start feelin' it flow from your head to your toe
You sure are glad you've come
Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance hall and sugar
Bill's
Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium
When it comes to southern cookin'
They know what it's all about
They got some barbecue ribs
The Last Time I Saw You ( Was the Last Time I Saw My Heart )
Written by Bill Hall & Terry Bell (c) 1990
I'VE MADE HISTORY AND NO ONE CAN BELIEVE
show up for a week or so
The station's boss said to city hall
"Find Smiling Bill McCall"
It won't be hard to track him down
He's got the biggest
said to city hall
"Find Smiling Bill McCall"
It won't be hard to track him down
He's got the biggest feet in town
Well, there's a creek that runs
sing
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Don't let him fool ya
I went to pay a bill at city hall, uh-oh
Don't let him fool ya
And I seen his
the real bosses passed bills in city hall
Legislate the law for the homies cookin' raw
The razor blades, rocks get chopped on fine china
My blocks
got you shook Bad Boy Isiah Thomas,
You know I’m name droppin’ no dress like Dennis Rodman,
Token white kid on the squad Bill Walton,
Hall of Fame bound
Beal
Improving on myself
Tryna reinvent the wheel
10 rings on
I'm on the kill like Bill
Throwback hall of famer
Russell
So much done changed
Since we was
angelicus)
UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.
FATHER BILL:
By
care, long as I got your love
Clothes that are falling apart
I got a car that refuses to start
I got love, I do the best I can
I got bills piling up
heart of mine
Bill collectors waiting down the hall
Neighbors scream and crack the bedroom wall
Nerves jump off the pavement, passion hits the street
barely get by
I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn't say why
She laid all our bills on the desk in the hall
Oh,
barely get by
I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn't say why
She laid all her bills on the desk in the hall
Oh,
you not gang don't say none
I kept it solid no question My homie balling bill Russell we hall of fame
I'm at they neck like a gold chain I will not
of the situation
a fat hungry English crow
picking at a badger carcass
The gravity of the situation
is hard to focus and harness
We met Bill Lowery
of the situation
a fat hungry English crow
picking at a badger carcass
The gravity of the situation
is hard to focus and harness
We met Bill Lowery
get by
I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn't say why
She laid all her bills on the desk in the hall
Oh these
get by
I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn't say why
She laid all our bills on the desk in the hall
Oh these days I
another way
It's ten in the morning and there are strangers sleeping on my floor
There's one I hardly know and two I've never seen before
Bills piling in
and pray
Daddy lost in hall ways
Bills written on paper
Where does the money go?
If you add it up there's more in small change
Rootin' for the grassroots
jaw hits the floor
As they pause in their halls, killing bills killing laws
Wolves aren't real, just some mutts with a deal to steal
Meal after meal
room in this ol´ heart of mine
[Patti]
Bill collectors waiting down the hall
Neighbors scream and crack the bedroom wall
[Joss]
Nerves jump off
the natives stayed restless
When they smoothed the marble for the Federal Hall
Since the Bill of Rights needed to oppress for the growth of profit
As the Meal
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