Lyrics:
Staten Island, money make the world go round
Long Island, money make the world go round
Rhode Island, money make the world go round
Maryland, money
the world go round
Harlem, money make the world go round
B-X, money make the world go round
Staten Island, money make the world go round
Long Island, money
Wish you never thought you had to leave
Together we can lift each other up
We can build a shelter for the weak
No man is an island, we can be found
you never thought you had to leave!
Together we can lift each other up,
We can build a shelter for the weak!
No man is an island, we can be found
No
on an island, I'm still fighting in that room
And I won't call you up
You won't dare to even speak my name
Oh my God
Has it come down to this?
There's no
over Norton Green
Albany, whose mighty walls the people shelter under
Albany, proud symbol set in the Highlands free
Just like a song, a song that
through your life you will find no shelter
Or is it answers tonight?
Castles made of sand are built against the rain
And their fragile walls will never
CONCRETE
Words & Music by
Thomas R. COSGROVE
What have they done to this island,
It’s just another case of man’s deceit,
Where once there were rows
reach the shore? yeah? yeah
Yesterday, seems a lifetime now
Remembering, those he left and how
Out in space, laughing at all below
Island stage, plays
Namayoho renge keeho (16 times)
Feel it turn See it burning
Want to live Under shelter
Move on Up ahead
Earth?s burn Feel it burn
Souls collide
Det island Bawl
Ja det island Bawl
Har det altid sjovt
Ja det island Bawl
Det island Bawl
Ja det island Bawl
Der en ny dag i morgen
Ja det island
rytme og takt
E skriv på trass, får litt på plass
Men før alt e gjort drøm e me bort
Te Island, Irland, Ulster og baran i lille Kesh
Mali, Niger,
before I came to rule this place
I was king of an island
I only needed someone else to rule
Now my mind is an island
Stocking up on all the guns I can
on saint Kit's and I was lost in a haze of
Tax shelters and Mardi Gras and polluted bays, but
My Cadillac mind recalls a time that you walked around
And on the couch, beneath an afghan
Lies an old friend he just took in
Seeking shelter from the cold wind
Coming down in smithereens
On Staten Island, Bronx
Rogue shelter melter
Drag a leech pelt caper to
Rubble he call home
Then leap out of Gattaca to
Cuddle in brawl mode all city, crawl wrong
The brawny
stop
Crib on the island, gotta sail to the mail box
Still send mails to my homie in the jail spot
Roll a big L, bump Big, and let a shell pop
to impose
So you're an island, but you don't have to be
'Cause if you're inclined you can talk to me.
But, you don't have to suffer, suffer in silence
You
Lick my wounds
Suck the venom
There's our shelter
There's our shed
Broke a tooth and made a move
Before the storm
Caught a bird into my hands
Island, Bronx and Queens
It's blanketing the city streets
And the streets beneath are fast asleep
Songs build little rooms in time
And housed within
the island, mapping its terrain in his mind. He discovered a freshwater stream, a grove of fruit-bearing trees, and a cave that would serve as a makeshift
feet don't hit the floor (floor)
It's an Island, baby it's an Island (woah)
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thailand (yeah, yeah)
Make another Tour yeah
feet don't hit the floor (floor)
It's an Island, baby it's an Island (woah)
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thailand (yeah, yeah)
Make another Tour yeah
to be a teacher
Singing "God's a red herring in grag!"
NYC...NYC...NYC
Que pasa Ny?...Que pasa NY?
Well we did the Staten
Island Ferry
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