Lyrics:
candy
Drop me off at intersections in any city metropolitan
And keep me in this state
And keep me purgatorying
And sing me back to sleep
This is
have been threatened
Today a new crisis has arisen
The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M.T.A.
Is attempting to levy a burdensome
a service so lavish
I've never seen such a spread like the luncheon provided by Wing Stop
So delicious and we thank you
Never have I seen such beautiful
have been threatened
Today a new crisis has arisen
The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M.T.A.
Is attempting to levy a burdensome
of
Men have been threatened.
Today, a new crisis has arisen.
The Metropolitan
Transit Authority, better known as the M-T-A,
Is attempting to levy
have been threatened
Today a new crisis has arisen
The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M.T.A.
Is attempting to levy a burdensome
to be loved
I'd run away, but I'd rather awooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
(Dog hits drums)
Cut to the present, things have changed
Family loved me,
There's a rusted out rambler up on the rack
And a pile of bald Goodyear's
Out in the back
He meets families on vacation
Bikers and businessmen he calls 'em
Only big cities have little men
Living inside of a rolling tin can
Holy molly roly-poly
Metropolitan
Only big cities have little men
Living inside
so I can study
Destruction of the family design
And how the morals of society decline
Essentially it's beats to rhymes like grapes to wine
It's
Texaco
There's a rusted out Rambler up on the rack
And a pile of bald Goodyear's out in the back
He meets families on vacation, bikers and businessmen
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
On the turntable sound like tornadoes
My style is performed like tropical storms
Your not to get on the whole spot will get torn
I keep the metropolitan hollering
jazzy bitch in milano
With niggas pay me the model
Sway Louis on my feet still running the street
And I never missed a heartbeat
Family over
time for an accountin'.
Mom, I sure hope you're listenin'.
Sweet lady, I.O.U. for so many things.....
A lot of services, like nightwatchman for
Substation submerging
Suburban disturbance
Incoherent gourding
Coat of arms they came
Hack a knocking paranoia
In the walls, we heard family
study
Destruction of the family design
And how the morals of society decline
Essentially it's beats to rhymes like grapes to wine
It's alright we're in
gotta live
My ancestors swung from the ropes
Now my knot is thick
This is Apocalypse Now, rising to prominence
Never go against the family, it's
his passing, UBN will be broadcasting Percy's memorial services
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We're a Postal service
Making murder machines
A Postal service
Like the world has never seen
A postal service
Making murder machines
A Postal service
a shotgun
Dan the company man felt loyalty to the corp
After 16 years of service and a family to support
He actually started to believe the weaponry
of family men who bear the burden
Of living up to standard that doesn't exist in 1999
[Chorus]
Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line,
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Benjamin rode out of Montana
On a Palomino pony
He told me he was all alone
He lost his family in forty-nine
Benjamin took me to San Diego
paper
Certificate
Credit years of service
A tool of central enterprises
The early hope
For permanence
The words the rings
Consistency
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