Lyrics:
I clearly recall the moments
Your face, the rain in Paris, a distant bell
Now, inside my head, I still recall the moment
There was something that you
regarding the legacy of Genocide Joe.
See since right before 1948
There's been a US-backed apartheid state
In the middle of the Middle East
In a land they
Out in the shiny night
The rain was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard
Had all been washed away
Out of the silver light
heard this before
I make sure everything remains raw
Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages
Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages
Yo,
it rains from the heart
And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark
You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ
Right,
Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain
(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain
Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded
uh (so I cut away the pain)
Got it swimming in my veins (got it swimming in my veins)
Now my mind is outta place, yeah, uh (now my mind is outta
flies each one tries to be the best catch and next years bride.
Uncle Sam and Uncle Joe take their places in the row.
They're standing by side to side
that does right by me.
She might be the best suck in the Mountians,
Ten times a week, but shit, who's counting?
I'm astounded by the things she does,
the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Or perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will
love in the wrong places
[F] A thug love
[A] Lovin them rough with pretty faces
[F] Even though he ain't right for you
[A] Joe I like this dude,
I was in some timeless place, timeless face of my embrace
Held empty air and empty space, on a sunny day
She lived by the bounding main,
the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Or perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will
as a dew on morning glory vines
I grew up surrounded by the sights and sounds of nature
And they're forever present in my mind
But I'm headed in
Headed in the wrong direction home
There's no place like home
But I'm headed in the wrong direction home
Teardrops mingled with the summer
Rain that was
position
And the keys to your daddy's Cadillac
In the darkness of your room
Your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces, the places
and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not
Hair in curls
Not quite as tall as the other girls
I'd ran away from the laughter upstairs
Wear high heels and I cut my hair
Try to conceal so
Passionate play join round the maypole in dance
Primitive rite, wrongly
Summoned by name I am the overseer over you
the rain and snow
You know the first time I traveled hard
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
I didn't have no payroll
Not even no place
at me and talk of love
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
You're in
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