Lyrics:
white neck
And draws me a line
Cold fingers mark this dying wreck
This moment is mine
Help me cure you
Atone for all you've done
Help me leave you
an archer wields his bow
I believe when the arrow finds its mark, it pierces the soul
Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
Four chords
for me is for nothing but still this messages' approved
Paid for by the highest, you never could beseech
Money talks, but its fluid language stay out
(Arthur Blake, adapted by Ry Cooder)
All my life I've been a travellin' man
All my life I've been a travellin' man
Stayin' alone and doing the best
of times
[Chorus]
I'll rock the vote not to hear you
Tell me that I'm watching too much TV
Then I'll hope that I can win with the lazy bones I'm livin'
I'm just a bill
Yes, I'm only a bill
And if they vote for me on Capitol Hill
Well, then I'm off to the White House
Where I'll wait in a line
With
Trapped up inside here, like lions in a cage
I've been a mark of injustice
Bound by these chains
Can't find a reason, I'm on my own
My destiny
As a recipe for early death threatening (yeah)
But the breath in me is weaponry
For you, it's just money
alive
To come alive
To come alive
The entering is soulful conjecturing
Oh, lost and by the wind-grieved coast
Please come back to me again
for a long time, and I'm still gettin' money oh
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Paranoid as a child, blessed to be
"Give Us Obi" Lyrics by Mighty Pee
(Instruments)
Ahn!
Laughs
Welcome to Nigeria
Welcome to Nigeria
Welcome to Nigeria
Aii! After the vote wey we
You terrify me
'Cause you're a man, you're not a boy
You got some power
And I can't treat you like a toy
You're the road less
Travelled by
Vote for her
Or vote for me
See, we all have dreams, yeah we do
Your little sing-song thing with the dancy - dancing
It's just embarrassing
Ha! You're
here
Friend: I told you its a nasal problem and hannah I
brought someone who wants to meet you
Lilly: No way I promised are larva We'd be home by 10
A stranger to yourself, ha! ya pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you'd become to do or be is clear to see for me
It's
the failed
To cast our votes
Civic saving a sinking ship
by becoming rope
but tomorrow they'll fall silent
make a saviour of the white man
who'll still fail me
unraveled
[Chorus: x2]
We live our lives from then until now
By the mercy received and the marks on our brow
To my heart I'll collect what the four
on
I don't know
And then I sold my car
For a Grateful Dead ticket
And my dad yelled at me
And he grounded me
And he said I was a dick
It was the worst
always a vote for the pricks
So let me tell you this for free
My next vote’s with a brick
Ah, from somewhere behind the barricade
Beyond the lies
When you decide it's time for us
To part I always know
By the things that you don't say
And the things you don't show
They follow in succession
the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space, I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut you
Both the blood is red
I
its mark on me
Yeah, she nearly drove me crazy
With all those china toys
And I know she really didn't mean a thing
To any of those sailor boys
Lord, sweet Buddha please make me numb
Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba
Just found out his creator's stupid
Lit by the supermoon, I'm too
Marks in the sand, they last for ever.
They've followed me home
The one with the dog-breath in the tattoo bar
Says something in a language that I
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