Lyrics:
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
the girls know the whole truth.
There were a couple pretty crass propositions.
There were some bugs in the bars.
There was a kid camped out by the coat
From center split, train of thoughts that's mad booty
Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean everything's
GROOVY when you hear it, the world's gonna feel
Thought the kettle was a train.
Thought that Monday was a door-frame.
Tried so hard to finally settle down.
Heard the fire pop and snap.
Like a tack
I was on the sidewalk
As you walked away
I fell from your pocket
As you made your escape
I was on the staircase
As you ran for the train
Like
Dam was constantly catching fire
Richard Pryor
Her skin deteriorated
Family infuriated by the myriad of tracks but my train never came
So humiliated,
wheels so hold on
Baby girl don't fall off
Your body is my car wash
I'mma get it all off
You love when I talk that ratchet
I can tell by your
on that real tracksuits and linoleum
Pause write my name on the wall in Rustoleum
Out in Montana with a can Montana and I'm bombing freight trains bumping
made of wood and smelled like gasoline
The days were at least twice as long and the grass was green
Running for my life, I was cursed by a talking
Has she been around tonight?
Give a call if she should happen by
Cause it's been at least a week,
Since last time I've seen her
White dress,
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My
the girls know the whole truth.
There were a couple pretty crass propositions.
There were some bugs in the bars.
There was a kid camped out by the coat
They say everyone has a choice to make
To be loved or to be free
I told you once I felt invisible
And I'm sure by now you see
What I meant is I'm
the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah, ah
Follow her down to a bridge by the fountain
Where rocking
1, 2, 3, 4
Oh, oh, oh,
Yeah yeah yeah
Hey
If loving you is easy,
Playing by the rules,
But you said love taste so much better when its cruel
To you
better or best you would be my man
Man, don't you wanna dance?
To the swing of the Bach Courante
To the sway of the leaving trains
To the swish
The agony and the harm is critical
Through a frosted stopwatch
Time is ticking
Tick tick tick tick dead
A new ice age
Closer day by day
Will
of Spanish
Said it was driving her half insane
To live in a city with no underground train
She took her umbrella and her biscuit tin
And she wantdered off into
You cross my mind
If I was a train
I would never slow down
With my head in the sky
And the world going by
Every nowhere town
As I write one more
Sermon
Check this out!
I still get loose in the rap vocal booth
I know I can, I can like a train caboose
Smoke up the hardcore scene when I be rappin
I
funk out the frame, make it insane
With all local stops set to crumble like a doo train
My thickest format, my format's thicker all that
No comp for
wade in bushes down by the rail
Raider man, got no choice about it
Raider man, jumpin' up there on it
Raider man, gonna' take a little bit now
They
good cowboys gone (G) home
(G) He came on a train to west Texas
>From a farm back in (G7) east (C) Tennessee
All he wanted outa life was to (G)
an old steam train
Bound to an other by chain
Silver lining
As the boy because a man
The child inside remained
High on life with wide eyes open
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