Lyrics:
Rite now a nigga just feelin real good
Thankful 4 evrythang thats goin down 4 me rite now
4 all dis happiness an' success
A nigga just str8
the prettiest flower
I ever set eyes upon
On the road, by the road
The pink, white and rose, oh, yeah
Of the Cosmos
Well, I see danger in a red sky
Changes
Ghost on the road, ah
Ghost on the road, ah
Four barrells roll, down a country road
Driver never sleeps, engine never slows
They say he'll stop
seen.
'N the sky turned white in the middle of the night
'N the sky turned white in the middle of the night
'N the big floppy boot stomped down into
Chorus:
You were runnin' down the road
I was going your way
I stopped and turned around to lent you my hand
You smiled though you were suffering
I didn't
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Throwin' high and mighty traps
Countless fire and flaming road
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges,
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Throwin' high and mighty traps
Countless fire and flaming road
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges,
the road that's yet to be travelled on
By the ones who will carry on, I'll carry on
[Chorus]
For the chilrden of the world
Every single little boy
me nigga I'm still doin my thing.
I'm still fly
I'm sky high and I dare anybody tuh try and cut my wings.
I'm still shuttin cities down everytime I
when I was single
Brought them all together for one night
I know they'd never match my sweet imagination
Everything looks better in black and white
Go on down that road babe
I'll walk a while with you
Tell me 'bout the good days
And all you plan to do
I'll tell you 'bout my old ways
Who I was
Shrieking a curse to the sky
With the white road smoking behind him
And his rapier brandished high
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon
Wine red
Like a Tumbleweed in a white sundress
The wind carried her home
Once he'd won her like the west
It softened his heart of stone
Blinded by the dust
Remember back when I was born
High up in the sky
Looking down upon the scene
I can't recall just why
A white love light come up to me
I followed
to me
I look up to the sky and wonder why
Thou has created me
Why god why me
My time hasnt come by enough
Why god why me
White clothes dont feels right
on making it quite this far
It's a hard road sleeping on white lines
Paint a neon smile just to cover all my scars
I was always twelve steps behind
My
If you can't buy groceries
'Cause you put your check down on a big screen
You ain't right
And you're in your thirties without a job
And your
and twisting journey
From the sweeping northern plains
To the outcrops of the jungle
Bowed beneath the tropic rains
In the customs hall the officer
Takes
Throw me under the earth
It's too much to handle
The corruption is in plain sight
Fuck the, rich whites
Heel bruise on the concrete
Lungs filled
made girls' hearts beat fast
She's looking down that dirt road
For a handsome rebel soldier
Home from war to her arms, safe at last
I volunteer my
There's a place I know where we all go,
A little way down the road,
It ain't far from here, we like to sit and drink beer,
Play dominoes and tell
I was driving across the burning desert
When I spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram
machine
Since 1964, the group had used four track for
All their album albums by but 1966
They found their musical arrangements usually
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