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things on VCRs, with me and talk about big love
I think we're superstars, you say you think we are the best thing
But you, you just know, you just do
membership card
And started off a-walkin' down the road.
Woah boy, I'm a real John Bircher now!
Look out you Commies!
Now we all agree with Hitlers'
You niggas don't even know
All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothin'
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
That hoe want my piccolo
Start sayin' things like hell naw, hot damn
Yeah, and if you dip your toe
You'll get bit by the bug and wanna wait in line
And that's the kind
I've stolen notes that wadn't mine
Sometimes I changed my style all around to make it new
These are my words and this is my way and it's for you
The news is all they've ever known
They've seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger
How will they choose when they are grown
What do you tell forever's children
the sea
She has given her soul to the devil and bought a flat by the sea
Maria Bethânia, please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting
Today I may not have a thing at all
Except for just a dream or two
But I've got lots of plans for tomorrow
And all my tomorrows belong to you
a thing in the sky
'Cause I only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions
way) your youth
Who you are and where you stand in the struggle
They got so very, so very, so very (so much things to say right now)
So very, so
on down the road
Ain't nobody in the whole wide world
Gonna help you carry your load
Walk on, boy
(Walk, walk, walk)
The rich man makes all the money
What are we coming to?
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
Written in pain,
What are we coming to?
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
Written in pain,
a hurricane
Is clearing out my brain
And who the fuck is John?
I don’t feel anything and everything is new
There are too many things connecting me with you
I
you want to
But you know you ain't gonna do nuttin'
When it's time it's your time
You are the prime target
You have become Public Enemy Number One
Cause I only have eyes for you.
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But
ol' gooters
A big ol' glass of gin
That's exactly what I need
Sure feels good, gimme another one!
Yeah
Things are startin' to look better y'all
Yeah,
to see all the things life can be shinin' soft in your eyes
And you decorated my life, created a world where dreams are a part
And you decorated my
Breaking through the walls like Michael Scofield
I feel like breaking through the walls like Michael Scofield
Now you know how I feel
All of my life always
and you wash them all away
Everywhere you sing in everything
And I try by remembering
All the things that you said to me
From within all you did for me
heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah
(Substitute) your lies for fact
the last thing I see?
I want you to know it's enough for me
'Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need
I'm so in love
So in love
So in love
the same
Boy, you tell me that you'll neva do that thing again
Turn for the worst dead end
It's all fun and games till somebody gets hurt
Till somebody
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But
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