Lyrics:
On a fifteen minute break
We shared a cigarette, a long kiss
Then she stood there by the stage
All night by the stage
Man, what can I say
She loved me
them watching television
See me on a mission
Always get pay on dimensions
Depart your way and make your session
Coming to tha studio
Make a good song
alive
Fueled by heartache and heartbreak
You lit a cigarette and burned my ashtray love
I can't rock out to this song by myself
Playing a song you'd sing
that necklace off
Smoke all the cigarettes you want
And keep writing stupid songs
But don't ever forget about me
I take another
Despite your best advice
Your swan song unsung
Cos mama used to blame
It all on Hollywood
Blame it on American nightmares
Blame it on a world moving too fast
Two faced too blind
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing
Lovely girl,
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart, and they all sing
Lovely
like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like,
at high volume at your own risk
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This Salva
to light the bong
I'm too stoned to write this song
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink
Load the box and then pump that shit
to light the bong
I'm too stoned to write this song
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink
Load the box and then pump that shit
I'm drunk by noon,
But that's O.K.
I'll be president someday.
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box
Around my way
Around my way
All the corners filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around my way
Around my way
Around my way
All
baby, feel the wind in our hair
We were too young to know better and to cool to care
All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you're only along for
their faith in
Dealt similarly in next vocation song pending
Their adherence to a duality of world powers
Bends and sways unstable
A normal state caters
Sing to You in all Your wisdom
Our heart is where Your Spirit dwells
If you hear me, then sing this song
If you hear me
If you hear me, then sing this
American's pick crops? George says "No"
'Cause no one but a Mexican would stoop so low
And, after all, even in Egypt the Pharaohs
Had to import Hebrew
Musical genocide
American sniper firing patriotic rounds at our sound
Let them niggas up
And they gon let themselves down
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All
here from Georgia
Everyone said I had talent I could write
Nashville's where the money is
They all said my songs are out of sight
So I caught a bus in
home
Let me put it in a song, so you'll never get it wrong
No shame in the message, that's the reason I live (reason I live)
Christ up in every song
English and Italian it
Tells the tale of a rich American woman
(played in Daniel Evans’s new
Production by soprano Renée
Fleming) who travels to Florence in
(in this white man's world)
In this white man's world, I ain't sayin' I'm innocent in all this
I'm just sayin (in this white man's world)
This song
and lend me a hand
When I couldn't stand back off God dammit
I'm strong God dammit, rip thongs God dammit
I'm ill make songs God dammit (Dammit)
Make all
and lend me a hand
When I couldn't stand back off God dammit
I'm strong God dammit, rip thongs God dammit
I'm ill make songs God dammit (Dammit)
Make all
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