Lyrics:
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, Yo, that was def!
And everything seemed alright when we left
(Play it for me)
(Kick it)
(The mic smith, yeah, alright) yeah
Okay
Girls, girls, girls, girls
These girls I do adore
Walking down
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, yo, that was def!
And everything seemed alright
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
to Jeff Buckley
And still more lovely
Good dham I feel good
Moet will show it
Moet will owe it
Moet will know it
Moet will be like I composed it
Reload it
the light circle again
Just be yourself
You're like no one else
There's nobody like you
You can't find it on the shelf
Just let the world know
a couple girlies, and they were lookin pretty good if you know what I mean
So I freshened my breath and stepped on the scene (hit it)
I walked over to em,
tonight
One on one, by the candlelight
Over and over, we spend our lives
Living fast forward but not tonight
Love in slow motion
It's been a while
know
That you're ready for show
Count 3 and let go
Before you turn around and go home
There ain't no sanctuary
Young Jeff Buckley blood
You're
seriously, it's been a while since we dropped one
But it's out now, go buy the album
If you bought the last one you know it was krush
But if you didn't man,
-
Whelmed by the grace, by which we live our lives
With death over our shoulders
Want you to know, that should I go
I always loved you, held you high above
These old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes
Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it
I had hoped you'd see my face
And that you'd be reminded that for me, it isn't over
Never mind, I
is a mean old world to live in,
And I can't face it all by myself, at all.
And, dogs begin to bark,
All over my neighborhood.
The dogs begin
Rio
The point I'm tryin to make is to let you all know
It takes a long time to travel the globe
But now we gotta start this whole process all over again
Sinatra died
And the night, Jeff Buckley died
And the night, Kurt Cobain died
And the night, John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up
To watch the news
rock it? There'll be a doom call
Man, my posse is worldwide known
All the way from Philly to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff
And over and over I cried, I don't know why
And over and over I tried, yet over and over
You lied
Over and over I cried, I don't know why
Rain on me
Lord,
goes on
I can't get used to livin' without, livin' without
Livin' without you by my side
I don't want to live alone, hey
God knows, got to make it
to live over
I would never dream
Oh, I would never dream
Oh, I will live alone and I
I still wish you gone
And I
I forgot how to go back into it
to live over
I would never dream
Oh, I would never dream
Oh, I will live alone and I
I still wish you gone
And I
I forgot how to go back into it
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes
Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
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