Lyrics:
"My Love Is Like a Star" it's actually
Written by Tody Gad and James Morrison
Who I'm a huge fan of, and I
Loved his music for so long
And when I
Makes somebody hurt
Somedays it's better
And some days its worse
Aeroplane mode on my phone
Every second I'm watching time
Hard to be mindful by street
touched by anyone
Dear God
My mother's legs throb bad
Ma religiously rubs ointments on them
Like she is scrubbing grime from her bathtub
She repeatedly
All of them ended by Hollywood
I see your face and uh you wanna touch it, yeah
Come to my place and we can discuss it
Hollywood, welcome to Hollywood
All my friends
Wanna know why you ain't figured it out just yet
All my friends
Been readin' the books by Morrison & West
All my friends
Wanna know
Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addictive drug in
the Gospels is intelligence
Praised as a virtue
A lot of people forget or never realize that
I started my band as a criticism of
These very issues of despair
All of them ended by Hollywood
I see your face and uh you wanna touch it, yeah
Come to my place and we can discuss it
Hollywood, welcome to Hollywood
to the movies
But now I have to crawl
On my hands and knees to make you see
That life is passing us by
Come on press the starter James
Come on give it a try"
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
[Toni Morrison]
“We die, that may be the meaning of life.
But we do language, that may be the measure of our lives.”
[Verse: Graphene]
Language
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said,
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto."
But
beautiful
You remind me of that song by James Blunt
(Damn right)
Please don't look me in my eyes
Just to tell me that I'm fucking high
Girl you beautiful
by the pad
And walk on my marble floor
Just to say you blew with the remarkable
[Warren G]
Listen to me baby doll
I'm hated by many, loved by 213
So I'm taking my chances
She
Then we held each other
In the dark
Listening to "Rain"
By Bob James
Ah
Lianne
On Saturday morning
She was nice enough
I was six the day James Baldwin died, and fifteen in ninety-six when Tupac's mother
Cried
Turned twenty in twenty-oh-one when Bush lied, and today in
Gatsby never could be when I rap We happy show off my beautiful gap And everything I was born with
From the juicy lips to the nappy head We the purebreds
If there's a god, god bless the boys who pull me up from the lows
Praise Howlin' Wolf, Dylan
Praise Little Feat and Morrison
When my obsessions
Yeah I know your gone but it's not the end
Drunk looking at my text
I remember when you came to the Morrisons
Told me you were pregnant
What shall I do
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No
My head leaning on the window
And we're driving through the empty l.a. streets
And everything seems silent and beautiful
A guy's face hits
beautiful people who
Cannot suffer can never grow up
Can never discover who they are
– James Baldwin
Through much of the nineteenth century
Americans faced
something beautiful
I don't care what you did to get where you are
I never asked you where you're coming from
Did I now? I don't think so
I changed my face
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