Lyrics:
only takes me much nearer to you
You left me in anger to walk by the sea
And when they found your body they blamed it on me
But you know they were wrong
light time
Must you get ready so slow
There are places to come from and places to go
Night in the city looks pretty to me
Night in the city looks fine
the story
And we're turning it together
Right now by resting
By receiving
By looking at Me we're doing it
You are turning the page with me
I hear your Yes
picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
Well honey, I'm just trying to make some sense outta me
I left a lot of ghosts in San
I walk the lonely streets
I watch the people passing by
I used to smile and say hello
Yes, I was just a happy guy
Then you happened, girl
This
This is me, AST-RO-STAR
I'm the 2nd People's Champ
If you don't know me, that's OK
'Cause I'ma get a Billie
I represent Swishahouse
I got 37 foes in
Crowded streets all cleared away
One by one
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
I'll get by till your mine alone.
So carry on to other arms,tender but strong.
Till you belong to me
Harlem woman hang on.
I'll take you away.
a beautiful world
Why are so many people crying
Where's humanity gone
And every time it gets so dark
There's nothing for me to see
Something comes along
are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I heard
ain't tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+
See, niggaz uptown understand me in the street
You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the street
Ha-ha
Chorus
moment draweth nigh
Your tests and trials
Are the building blocks to your testimony
So don't give up now
You'll be receiving God's delivery of victory
Road
Street where the riches of ages are stowed
Artifacts to glorify our regal abode
Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello Road
You'll find what you
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
You talked me into moving in and giving you my key
You said you'd be a mess now if it hadn't been for me
You said I stole your heart away by
you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen
John are and the wolfman kept me company
By the light
Like Cleopatra
Got the masses at my feet
Got a living dwell
Down on easy street
I'm the latest craze (oh yeah)
And if you stay a while
and I
are a part of them all
And they're all a part of Tom and me
Hello Young lovers whoever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good
Can you tell me why the bells are ringing?
Nothing's happened in a million years
I've been sitting here since Wednesday morning
Wednesday morning
a waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs they are barking
and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me
You tore my shirt
present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say, "The road is clear
And street signs point the way"
and I are a part of them all
And they're all a part of Tom and me
Hello young lovers, whoever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good
the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here
and I are a part of them all
And they're all a part of Tom and me
Hello young lovers, whoever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good
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