Lyrics:
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
we could make this ours, we could make this ours tonight
And you don't gotta tell the truth when my feelings lie
Cuz I don't gotta sing the blues when
Gaye
I used to do it like Sinatra, do it my way
Now I'm the Fugee of my Lauren Hill that got away
I though we had an at last love, Etta James
But now I
reach the testicles
and effect em, by animal means, I'm in your spectrum
As I walk through the garden of orange tomatoes, I see
Blue flowers
Blue
guiness
But I guess it dont matter now cause I'm really finished
Nothin caught be by suprise
Cause I knew you were a snake
But ian really trippin cause
surprise
Blue, by suprise
Blue, I was so blue, blue
I never thought I'd find the one, my love
You found me down on my luck
You'll always be my everything,
Worker bee blues oh yeah the worker bee blues
Got news for ya son, I'm a worker bee too
Was once in a cell, same as you
Fed royal jelly, did quite well
smoke on twenty twins
After math use to load 50, hated by many men
Was chiefin bows n mount pleasant but I ain't Indian
I'm from the lan I needa sing
NeoSoul like riffs
And wax cuts
Over Ngoma strings
Man, she played a mean
Soul sacrifice with those hips
Lennon type
Psychedelic trips
Moaned Etta James
the track record
He would have seen that I'm solid
So gather round there's a new hombre in town
Influenced by James Brown
It's Diamond D with the sound that
flowers on a rainy day
To turn the blues into a smile
Shares a little Cabernet
To get cozy by the fire
And you can lean on him and he'll sing to you
As you
When we all sing along
Not watching the tube
By the tropicana light
Not setting bad examples
We're just doing it right
From the bottom to the top
William James Blue Sky
But you can call me "William Blue"
For short, or "William"
I'm from Aurum City, California
The city of dreams
Come visit me
A portal
with me cause I know how to make 'em holler and
My gentleman bits are longer than a symphony by Mahler
With every passing day, my verbiage increases
If
I want to tell you where my blues was born
Drivin'south sittin' by your side
If something's wrong you can fly a plane
You know the secrets of Muddy
the bank, that's where I stay (yeah, yeah)
Hardest worker in the business, call me James (James Brown)
Set my old-school on some forgis and blew out their
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
Hop yo I’m bound to score
You wanna rap or sing you want respect or bling
You queen bees ain't nothing compared to the king
You stay fly like a bird
when
(You're by my side) I said (You're by my side)
So feel the pride every time that
(We sing your name, we sing your name)
From northern hills
two hands are fit to use
I'll drink a little beer in a tavern
I'll sing a little bit of these workin' man blues.
I'll keep my nose
the truth
Just wanted to sing but fame made its demands
And died while still young trying to please all his fans
James was a rebel that stood for an age
the reason why, baby
I been so long writin' to you
Because I been studyin' so hard
Lord, how to all sing these blues
'Sing 'em boy, for Mr. James
Sing to me, Mr. c., sing to me
The song that I've been waiting to hear,
Just for me, Mr. c., just for me,
And everybody else will disappear . . .
my nights all alone at home
Cryin' as I sat by my telephone
Now I sing the blues but it's outta sight
My telephone's ringin' both day and night
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