Lyrics:
guitar
Have a beer and drop a dime in the blind man's jar
The blues sing softly in the air like a Sunday morning prayer
Just one more drink and you'll
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
He hasn't seen a drop of rain for months it seems
The rollin' river is nothing; but a tricklin' stream
The crops are dyin' in the harsh sunlight
months feels too long
But you don't, but you don't, come on by
And you won't, tell me why
I miss your blue eyes looking at, looking at October skies
I
the homies
Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey
I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on vogues
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four
Platinum on everythin',
arms
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day
Mist is
arms
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day
Mist is
gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is
believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns its side from you
She won't turn my back
And I know you turn so blue
You know
And your sky is
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
You drop a dime in the box play a
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin' niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into
gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
I feed from the bottom, you feed from the top
I live upon morsels you happen to drop
And coffee that somehow leaks out of your cup
If nothing
Makeup on but she don't need the extra touch
She the girl who every other girl is jealous of
Cherry lipstick that you don't get to taste
Blue ripped
Yea I hate being sober
Good gas thats the fucking odor
Popping all these pills till it's over
I'll be gone by October
Higher than the fucking Mars
On di area live we a cruise
Comin' through, steady waitin for a chance
I love di gyal dem a blues
And I tell dem confuse
Lose that man when I'm
Straight to the block, to the hood, to a spot
Cocaine to a rock, deuce deuce in a sock
Every dollar closer to a drop
Every drop is closer to a cop
On di area live we a cruise
Comin through, steady waitin for a chance
I love di gyal dem a blues
And I tell dem confuse
Lose that man when I'm
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
told you so
And you know, blue sky
Like a harder shade of blue and you walk
When you want to let go
Me, I'm on the outside, tell me fade away
Drop me
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
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