Lyrics:
The parade of souls
Is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue
As they march by
The All Stars play
'When the Saints
and stock tips
Catching up with those who had a head start
Used to get eviction notices that had a red mark
The lights was out, that's why we sip dark
wouldn't go nowhere, took the detour
When you see the someone in the crack right by the sea shore?
When you see them brand new le Fleurs on the floor?
If
that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
That's that fire move like Schwinns yo
Invisible pens
Just walked down the street to the coffee shop
Had to take a break
I'd been by her side for eighteen hours straight
Saw a flower growing in
world clean mad for the muck called gold
While high overhead green yellow and red the North Lights swept in bars
Then you've got a hunch what the music
a light lad may kiss and fly
A kiss gone by is bygone
Never have I asked an August sky
Where has last July gone?
Never have I wandered through the rye
There's a place on the yukon river, called the carriboux saloon.
Where the miners go, to spend their gold,
An' listen to the sad, sweet tune.
that mothafuckin' freeway
All my chances to get an oscar look the same
But if, You could send a grammy then send it over today
Red light, Green light
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;
While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars? --
shit, the wicked basket from caskets
Plus I'm rollin' blunts with niggas ashes
Smoke on the choke, light a toke until it's proper
I deserve an Oscar
They've got two golden bands
On their left hands
His and hers
And two ropes by the bed
Hand-stitched in red
His and hers
And in the room by
with you
I could never afford not to afford
I could never put my plans to the side with you
I could never see a red light
Like a deer with
(Swirv)
(This is a Melo beat)
Huh, wait
Yeah
Soo, soo (woo), woo (ha)
Woo (grrt)
Woo, skrrt (baow)
Woo (baow), woo
Light it up for a fifty
clown
Better not show your faces after the sun goes down
I'm in the red-light district, like a cop on the beat
Livin' in a nightmare on Elm Street
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happened one day while I was driving to my home
I just happened to have my car radio on.
When I heard the jockey raving about a brand new smash
By a kid
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Is handled by
Red Cross signs
Like Rail roads switching sides
I Never got pass 25
Now my dreams lie
Underneath concrete lines
The red lights flash
As sh steps into frame
In these fibers of life
Caught by the voyuer's gaze
Red light fashion
You're an aperture slut
Red
a brand new Porsche
Leaving there in a brand new Porsche
Left town at midnight
Let's disappear in the light
If we escape in my ride
I'll need someone by my
happened one day
While I was driving to my home
I just happened to have my car radio on
When I heard the jockey raving about
A brand new smash
By a kid
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