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on cruise control
Pre
When that Monday Friday work week starts to grind
 I sure wouldn't mind 

CHORUS:
Some Pacific time,  to lose 
Take a break in the waves

the music
I promise that I ain't lose it
Collecting all them blues I forgot about the acoustics
They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it

I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is

Around the time when you were mine
I had a sense of what it's all about
You in my life just felt right
We'd work the details out

You knock the wind

floor
And no one can take my work attached, google doc forms
Financial compensation, know I'm patiently waiting
For the b's claiming they was here that's

the waves, ah, where does it stop

Catch you on that wave sometimes, sometimes
Catch you on that wave sometimes, sometimes

How does your creative process work

take heed to the move of Mexican
African beat the talking drum 
Hear the griot song
Eastern Stars, recognize, many from the one
Though their work undo

don't wanna hurt you
But it won't work now
Now I'm starting love again
I can't love you like I used to
Can't sing songs that are acoustic
Cuz if I see

hurt you
But it won't work now now I'm starting love again
I can't love you like I used to
Can't sing songs that are acoustic 
Cuz if I see your face one

few and honestly are basically on the phone
She looks good in facetime, but I'd love to see her world
But that's nigh on impossible with an Eastern

Roadside Art

David Wilcox

East Asheville Hardware

1996

Oh, I know, I'm gonna tell you about
Eastern Mountain Appalachian Roadside Modern Art

Well, I'm gonna drive to West Virginia
Buy myself a shack
Put

the music, I make her go stupid
Pussy like strings, I be playing acoustic, (nigga)

Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang ,Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang,

Mind over matter that's all I know (I know)
I can't get a break for nun I know (I know)
Work so much I'm making moves With my eyes closed 
And I stay

the best

[Message 3: Rare Breed]
Sizzle has to without doubt the biggest and most consistent,
Independent artist in East London probably on the Eastern Cape

Pornographer Cain

Solefald

Pills Against the Ageless Ills

My apartment works fine
No need for locations
It's spacious enough for a camera and some Asians
At the moment I am working on the Eastern Block
I

Description: Lo-fi acoustic ballad, sad puppy dog eyes, missing that special person. Soft and spaced out, blue.

Keywords: Blue, spaced out,

The Idiot

Stan Rogers

Northwest Passage

to the Eastern town
I never more will see
But work I must so I eat this dust
And breathe refinery
Oh I miss the green and the woods and streams
And I don't

that never stops
And it carries me home
It carries me home
Out on the eastern sea
There is a voice that calls to me
And it carries me home
It carries me

Hoping fans gon see
All the work and dedication
That I breathe
To offer my family a bigger fuckin place to sleep
I'm from the eastern side
Where we grew up

and made the centre red
Filled it up with bush flies, this is what he said
He said it's bloody bonza mate, bloody bonza mate
Stepped back to admire his work

Triage for the gullet
Triage for the soul of this world
We dodge another bullet
Dislodge as the poles come unfurled

The Eastern wind
The sky burn in

I take nothing free and that makes me
An idiot I suppose

So I bid farewell to the Eastern town
I nevermore will see
But work I must so I eat

Zodameranu

Verse II
Widdershins dissipate the morning light in the Eastern guise 
Therefore, (Parallelogram) the Red Philosophus grades the Zelator in feat

Jesus but he drank a little

I love Jesus but I'll drink a beer now and then 
Now and then after a week of work hanging out with all my friends 
Forget