Lyrics:
There's Xerox
And lasers
The twist and the "pill"
A city in Brazil-
That no one wants to fill
Khrushchev stopped screaming
And Librium came in
city, town and country lane
you hear him sing his plaintive little strain)
And as he goes by to you he'll say
(Big jumbos) big jumbo ones
(Come buy
the end
Where you goin' where you been?
Happiness seems so hard to win
Most never care to find
Della Brown sees it al the time
Looking for that man
the building that act like an elephant
Who the fuck just let the devil in
Come to my city they treat me like president
Ain't got no pity for niggas that's
to get the hell out of this town
Everybody's looking upside-down
Everybody here is looking for the same thing
When it seems like nothing ever changes
disease
Everyday my love increase
You my lady you my woman, you my best friend I'm your goodman
Always gonna hold it down for you the songs that I be
cigarettes, and your dreams
In the city
Dancing in the street
Looking for action
And falling in love
In the city
Anything could be
Around the corner
Tonight
I
Yeah
See on the Westside
Baby
Im just tryna live my best life yeah
Cursing through the city
Looking for some bitys
1942 While I’m chilling with the click
the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Vodoo Lake
There's a city boy across the county line
Came looking for
the end
Where you goin' where you been?
Happiness seems so hard to win
Most never care to find
Della Brown sees it al the time
Looking for that man
on my work, no time for the bitches
Bitches looking at me strange but you know I don't care
Balling everyday, stealing bottles in the air
Me and my nigga
our eyes
Blinded by city lights
Looking for paradise
I've really got a taste for it
Just something, something more than this
Just keep pretending it's
man. I’d help the Dude any day of the week. Call me John Goodman. I don’t want to go in depth but Johnny Depp and Freddy murdered me when I slept. I shot
of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station,
Running scared,
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go,
Looking for
style (visit)
Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile (visit)
(reggae raga, reggae raga, reggae)
Looking at the ocean, I say there's
Martens 'cause I'm always down for kickin'.
This my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy.
Ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me.
the fool, he cannot dance
When someone cuts the strings
Can you get the morphine
Try to be so brief
Lost Johnny's out there
Looking for relief
Now
This ain't nothing, I ain't stunting till I hit the button
Rich's at when the blue river diamonds flooding
Riding by the ocean just for promotion
Top
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
on you feet
In the emerald city
Looking for a way back home
The friends that you met
Are the friends that you left
I guess this emerald city's not where
For here we don't have an enduring city
But we are looking for
That city that is to come
The world and everything in it will vanish
But we'll live
you touch by body got me singing like Mariah
Singing like Mariah
Uh, T-Raw on fire
If you're looking for that fly love, I'm your number one
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
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