Lyrics:
Here comes the thunder down under
We're natural wonders
Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger
Sunrises of people all shapes
despair
In my professional opinion
We're better off not going there
Oh, what in the world we whispering for?
Everyone's naked, there's nothing to hide
his baggy clothes
Where going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar we're going down
Swing swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a
Former
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
together) we've got to find it
(Or we could fall apart) we've got to find it
Sweet buttered craw dad
Delta bread
Hot pepper soul that's been sold out
Lives
a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
One, two,
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger
the fall looked fairly enticing to me
That's not really my idea of a vacation
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
But the sugar bowl is just out of reach
[Chorus]
Rockabye baby
In the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
Down will come baby
Please report that below.
Let's go down.
Wash that sugar down.
You gotta realize that there ain't no party
Like the party going on in my house.
and scream and shout
Get your boogie down and work it out
Everybody's out, party's going on
And we're gonna rock until the sunlight crash and dawn
('Till
a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day
But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back
an earlier round
And sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're goin' down
Five hundred of them poor slaves,
Me boys, from their native land we bore.
We marched them up upon a plank and stowed them down below,
Scarce eighteen
and out, slide it up and down, shake that sugar to the ground
Ow c'mumm mum mum little piece of pie, fill my cup till the well runs dry
Now come on, an'
Project Baby
Section 8
On the corner boy
I won't sugar coat, I let the whole world know
Where would I be if I didn't run these streets
If I
please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just
Shake your head and
Say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole
The sun is coming around
'Cause most of all
'Cause most of all
I just wanted you to love
Most of all most of all
Girls were made for boys to love
When passion’s up for sale
We’re gonna find a way
A broken heart, a broken bone
A broken thought what’s going on
Oh, if you are down with me
We’ll
you're screaming is the only sound
I'm losing all control I'm sorry sugar cus we're going down
I been I been tryna find some help yeah
I been I been tryna
Invented memory
Throw all the clocks out
Tell time by touch
Feel it fall through your fingers
As it rains down on us
Do you remember when we were
'cause we're all played out, we've lost our way
Oh, I'd hoped that you would
Be oh so understanding
And by now you'd see, but oh no
So sad, so sad,
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