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esés, I need the bootch (yeah)
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (it's lit)
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, bitches treat me like

covenance sodomised by presumption
Crooked traitor past revealed at last

Godzone
Godzone (Jacob's Ladder)
Godzone
Godzone

this entails explosive

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn

to the light
Beacon of light shines on
Keep your candle lit, keep it alive
The looming shadow, rise
Keep the candle lit, welcome the flame
The looming shadow

Squinting by the fire
Blowing smoke into my eyes
Caught up in the wires
Blind but clear within

Through all the faces
Lies lit up by your light
Fake

Our sheets hanging from the clothesline
Our room lit by the screen light
An ordinary moment lost in time 
A still frame of you and I
I can feel

alive)
See your face lit by the lights (oh)
They can't show me what's inside (what's inside)
Say you wanna run away from the unknown
Know it's hard

thoughts they slip away
My words are leaving me
They caught an aeroplane
Because I thought of you
Just for the thought of you
Oh lights go down
In the moment

sunset, the sunset, the sunset, oh-o-oh

Headlight lit the faces by the tabernacle door
Gazing at the bloodstains on the damp sidewalk
As the crowd

first
Flooded rain slathering
Bringing what you deserve

Spirits warn that danger's coming
It's coming closer now
Bad ways lit by fallen torches

the mattress, then fill up another one
Fuck on her in that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit

charming
It’s alarming
That any woman would go after you
The way your eyes light up
Would give anyone a rush
I’ve never had so much to lose
So I won’t gamble

Bob That Head

Rascal Flatts

Still Feels Good

2007

Bob that head
Awwh, awwh, ah
Yeah yeah, yeah,yeah

Tricked out truck kit
Runnin' boards black lit
KC roll bar
Had to mow an extra yard
Just so he

You light tobacco fire
There's a story and you walk
The trees line those alleys
Where we used tin cans for to talk
Ten near twenty miles by her home

are weeping
I can't see too clearly I'm
Not just merely dreaming am I
Time it slides by

Winds and it winds and it winds and it winds it
Winds and it

On Grafton Street

Nanci Griffith

Flyer

1994

Far from the madding crowd

The buskers sing by candle light
In front of Bewleys Store
A young nun offers me a chair
At a table by the door
And I

closer, moving toward something stronger

Blink, and take it in.  This is your view
Bright and lit by the very switch that reveals you too 
You went

The fire inside, it will never die So hot and so dry, too hot and too dry
The fire inside, you will perish by
You will perish by the fire you lit

We up in the club getting lit, lit, lit, lit
We up in the club getting lit, lit, lit
We got rarris, limos, Royces, yeah we get it, get it, get it
We

Guitar by Jei Cyclist
Drums by 徐之曈Zhitong Xu
Bass by 周祚铭Damien Zhou
Arranged by Jei Cyclist
Bonfire
Play with fire
Burning all those liars
Poor crier

Yesturday When I Was Young

Dusty Springfield

See All Her Faces

1972

lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the time ran away

Yesterday when I was young
So many lovely songs were

'cause shit get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, niggas not lit, not like me
Can't get nothin' by me, my mind is 2090

¿Qué lo

thunderstorms
I'm enamoured by her aura it's so effortless
Every stride she takes I'm closer to the precipice
Her clothes are the leaves, she blows like

charge
Up to be high
I'm by your side
Don't tell a lie
Get our hands dyed
So fly, so fly
Lit me up don't let me drown
Lit me up don't let me fall down
Lit