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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Hang on to Your Ego (Frank Black) · Massaging Your Ego (The Troys) · Ego Trippin' (Part Two) (De La Soul) · Under the Double Ego (Kinky Friedman) – and 90 other albums »


camel
 Fill up your skin at the well
 Roll up your tent, whisper your prayers
 Are you ready to ride through hell
 Caravan moving through the night
camel
 Fill up your skin at the well
 Roll up your tent, whisper your prayers
 Are you ready to ride through hell
 Caravan moving through the night
And that's the time I knew you were my one
So I asked him for a ride
Just to get here by your side
And stay here above this stream
Out of the sun"
Well,
of life
By day and by night
Every tile's a part of life
If it's shadow, or if it's light

I promise you, even when the tide is high
I'll be always
If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be belonely
If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be alone

If it wasn't for your piercing
Ego, ego
Ego, ego
Ego, ego
Don't let it go blow up your ego

I see you looking in the mirror
I see you thinking that you're killer
But could
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man

Hey man that's my thing

I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
Needless to say I'm your greatest play
Ego tripping out, oh, ego tripping out,
Yeah, ego tripping out

In my mind what it's for
Got a sweet tooth for
Needless to say I'm your greatest play
Ego tripping out, oh, ego tripping out,
Yeah, ego tripping out

In my mind what it's for
Got a sweet tooth for
I don't care if your world is ending today 
I wasn't invited to it anyway 
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart 
But now I'm not
ain't got sweated by one crip
It's my lucky day, and even if it wasn't
A nigga still wouldn't give a fuck today
Don't pull it if you ain't gonna blast
My
say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)]
I even
say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)]
I even
to a word when she say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It
to a word when she say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It
told her it wasn't me

Make she know say that she really know no right prefix
Whenever you should see her make da gigolo flex
As funny as it be by
The jazz the bind
Affection
For a certain time
A haze of mid-life
Drunkeness
You're crucified for what 
Your art says 
If art is 
God true art has
couldn't by you diamond rings and all those other expensive things,
Would you be so into me,
If I wasn't a celebrity?

Lately, I done a little thinking
to a word when she say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It
to a word when she say and if she claims
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It
ex-husband bought it."

POOF! My ego appeared and said it's time to go for it
"This place is a drag, grab your coat and bag
We'll have drinks on the house,
spoken for some time
You say we've both changed and your always on my mind
I can tell you that it's over and done but I would only lose
Being close
In twenty years from now
I want to be nowhere
I live life day by day
Just sitting in the same chair

If it wasn't for you
I'd have taken root
on to that monkey bar
Yelling out my name: no ad-libs
Niggas get mad at us for what?
We live out life at the after-party
Don't come at me with that ego
who're tripping
I know and it shows, I can look at your nose
And just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o

On the downlow
On the downlow