Lyrics:
train
The spirit's free, but you always find
Passengers stand and wait in line
Someone in front and someone else behind
But passengers always wait
The flow like magic
How I cast & then I bind
3 eyes 4 my view
The perception so divine
How I'm always lowkey
But I'm always fucking high
The peace by
the passenger door
The sand from your hair is blowin' in my eyes
Blame it on the beach, grown men don't cry
Do you remember that beat down basement couch?
I'd
Here I lay
(Still and breathless)
Just like always
(Still, I want some more)
Mirrors sideways
(Who cares what's behind?)
Just like always
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a busta
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So no, I
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a busta
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So no, I
Oh, oh
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a busta (busta)
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke
Chorus
Baby I can't let you, walk on by
hop in be my passenger, for the night
(Come on) be my passenger, be my passenger, be my passenger, get in my ride
Here I lay
Still and breathless
Just like always
Still, I want some more
Mirrors sideways
Who cares what's behind?
Just like always
Still your
reeling and rocking
The passengers were screaming with fear
For the train was being driven
By a crazy engineer
I'm driving this engine up to the moon
He
Like a young cold the country
Was now growing fast
Passenger trains in the east were traveling
A hundred miles an hour
People in the country could
to wake me now
My life's just a carousel spinnin' around
I'd pay again just to keep from stoppin' it now
Lookin' for myself in the passenger's side
Well I've got a long black six passenger limousine
A palace in Dallas a club in New Orleans
Diamonds on my fingers silk imported clothes
And I
cry
We will look so much in love to people passing by
So many changes since you've been away, and there's so many things to say
I wrote so many times
cry
We will look so much in love to people passing by
So many changes since you've been away, and there's so many things to say
I wrote so many times
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a busta
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So no, I
Oh, oh
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a busta (busta)
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke
was standing at the bus stop waiting
Gonna be a paying passenger
When I saw a flash of light go by
Was a meteor man in a blazing hurry
Mother's real
Passenger Seat Rider by D. Brown Lyrics
Passenger Seat Rider by D. Brown Lyrics
Passenger Seat Rider by D. Brown Lyrics
a picture perfect passenger
I will always walk tall
I hold my loneliness up like a medicine ball
I come out of the wilderness to lay by the waterfall
These days
They all pass by
Fast as a blinking eye
Accelerating to the end
In the old days
We'd stay up all night
Always getting high
We never seemed
Whenever you drive the car
There is always an
Unseen passenger with you
And that passenger
Is danger
Danger
Danger
Danger
Danger
Danger
Danger
Danger
was roam
now i want to settle down baby
but i ain't got no happy home
i ride the cart from chicago
never been inside a passenger cart
the rods are
on a train.
Just watching the world fly by...
only a passenger.
A little entangled and short of breath,
when you look at me that way,
you're so hard to resist.
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