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Undercover Cowboy

Clint Black

Drinkin' Songs & Other Logic

2005

That's what he likes to call his oil patch
With all the colors of the rainbow
He's gonna paint you a lovely view
But you can only lay a little low
'Til

people, so many people in this world.
Oil, canvas color.
Paint me a picture, tonight.
You stand there I'm so afraid.
You said you knew me.
And I know what

baby doll, le puse el baby oil
De color rosita Pepto Bismol (yih)
Lo sabe agarrar bien cuando juega béisbol (uh-wu)
Con ella siempre pierdo, me siento

I'm on a beach, lay oysters on the half shell
Words are like a canvas laced
With oil color pastel
I'm in the world strong known
To make the Southern

Flat Beauty

Robert Pollard

Not in My Airforce

beauty flat? 
Oil down your wardrobe with color and flair? 
Jump up and down in your rock & roll chair?

Shout out the glass together, alright 
Proud

Car Bomb

Negativland

Escape from Noise

1987

RETREAD, REGISTRATION,
FLOOR MAT, FIREWALL, ACCELERATOR PEDAL...
CAR BOMB!

3-2-1-0!
OIL GRADE, are
ADIATOR, COLOR-CODED WIRE,
KLEENEX, CASSETTE DECK,

the oil, same color as the chain I'ma get
I can't never stop, stutter, that's a thang to regret
Damn it's grey in the summer, at this rate I could slip
Keep

Painting flowers like he used to see 
Marigold, and poppies in the field 
Crashing waves, all elements abound 
Oil and pastel colors watered down

I wouldn't

I go hard for the team
And we go hard for the green
(Yeah)
Oil the machine
(Oil the machine)
The color red is the beam
I go hard for the team

Loyal to the Game

2Pac

Loyal to the Game

2004

more slugs to boil in your frame
Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain
The paint's the same color as oil in the Range
I'm stingy

Lead old road highway 
Gonna call you by another name 

Lead out behind me 
Oil and color in a pouring rain 

You always want an answer 
But nothing

Hanging up there like a big oil painting
All bright colors in my mind
Funny how you just know sometimes
It don't matter how you met
Or where you might end

and understood
Could I be hinged to you?
Not like lock and key, like fingers whisper
Make two hands one the wing of a triptych
Left or right, adorned in oil

removed
What's underneath
Behind colors
Below names
Oil to the water that is our imagination
Or rather, the water we spill our oil upon
Here begins our

I got a canvas on an easel
I got a notebook on the table
My old guitar's in the corner
Got some dried up clay soaking in the water

I need some color

thing: eating from the tree of knowledge
Gas guzzlers, drones, iPhones, cdam and Eve went to college

Learned skin color and oil pipelines and high

friend... 

I just want you to hold me, Like I know you can. 

As the sun begins to fade, And everything takes on a new shade, 
It's your colors, your oils

and be beguiled by
Museums would imprison me till I had in my sight
How others made colors and oils burn bright
Without lighting them on fire
Like you lit

did your thoughts go when you would find them all alone
All alone with your oil paintings?
You saw color and you saw light
Everything you made's just

I can be
Who I supposed to be
Sick of people talking down on me
Taste my flying knee
Showing my true colors
Like oil before the refinery
I am not

strings
While a portrait of a man born in cugust
Covered in oil drips the color of the New York Knicks team
hahahaha hallelujah
My bars are super, the Gods

Smell of sulfur on the summer breeze
Transportation, your lung disease
I see the colors on the oil surface
Four million bodies
In this concrete furnace

degenerates
Played cathedral nice
Rhinos of Versailles
You can tell Joseph, modern life is grotesque

We're reprehensible
Violent in color, reek of oil

finish she go tell you say she come for selfie
I be chilling 
Like a villain 
I be killing
With my millions
Switching colors 
Like chameleons
Carry oil for