Lyrics:
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Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
The dead still look the same
Who cares they're soon forgotten
Nobody loves corpse that's rotten
Your fathers, mothers, daughters, sons
Have been taken by
what's what to know who's who
You don't need the DNA to find the proof
Then and there my life made sense
You were the evidence
Did you see me coming?
mistake you made was in your head
Oh, how do you sleep
Oh, how do you sleep at night
You live with straights who tell you, you was king
Jump when
you
And I stand alone inside your room
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
[Chorus:]
I will try to connect all
world on an exceptionally rainy Tuesday night
In the right place and time
When the zeros line up on the 24 hour clock
When you know who's calling
skill
That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've found but when and by who
Come join me in my tracks then let's stop and look back
snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Poem by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
surely do
I bet a hundred dollars son
A woman was the one
Who made my daddy sing the
Way he sang the blues
You know I can't help but wonder
If he was
good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
I got me a chimney made on top,
Made from a human skull,
Now come on, take a little walk with me,
Now who do you love?
Come on Arlene, take me by
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire,
I got a cobra snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house by the road side,
Made out
custom-made shoes.
And I can by the look on your face that you're makin' your move,
But she hasn't got time for a man who's tongue-tied.
An' she doesn't like
fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin' me
What? Cut your face in like surgery
Who
who sit by the fire, pray think of the trav'lers who walk through the mire.
Oh, where is the maid with the silver hair pin to open the door and let us
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire,
I got a cobra snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house by the road side,
Made out of rattlesnake
Dream this moment as you run away
You will only separate me from all I believe
This moment in brutality
You're the one who kept on pushing 'til I made
by the angel who fell
Who saves me from hell?
And who is my God?
And where is my soul?
Too tired to jump too young to run
Never-ending,
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire,
I got a cobra snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house by the road side,
Made out of rattlesnake
the years roll on by
Such a senseless waste of time
What a way to reform
Call out your number
Who's a non conformer?
Not me, baby, oh yeah
Shakey Brown
just walked by, who would have thought?
What are the chances that we'd end up dancing?
Like two in a million, like once in a life
That I could have
as you're gettin' what you paid for
That's what it's made for, ain't that what you stayed for?
Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
(Snoop Dogg)
Smoke
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this house,
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
God bless the master of this house
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