Lyrics:
Side by side, alone with you
And there's nothing on the tube
Doing math on how the hell we're ever gonna make the move
Up from the couch to fix
by my little wild one
Hey now little wild one, say why don't you
take anything you, anything you want from me
Hey now baby, don't you know I've
to this tale that I tell.
You want to know how to take a short trip to hell?
It's guaranteed to get your own place in hell.
Just take your lovely
I'm gonna take a week off
Gonna go to Hell
Send ya a postcard
Hey, I'm doin' swell
Wish you were here
Aloha from Hell
I'll be dancin' through
Coast thing get to you
Sometimes I try to do good
But I just can't be
It's hard to get myself to
Do things that ain't me
And y'all should thank me
But my
I called him for days, he didn't answer the phone
I drove by his house, I knew he was home
A week's worth of papers and mail in the box
I
to hold you
No river too deep or mountain high
I'll fight hell to hold you by my side
I'm gonna fight hell to hold you
Till time stands still and worlds
Hmm, ha, style wickedest
Whether Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, anytime of the week
Hmm, ha, time of the week
Come on, come on
Have a ball, if you act
kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days
failed you
I try to try harder
Hour to hour
One by one
The days bled into weeks
The weeks bled into months
In my thoughts, in my words
In what I have done
the same
Did you know, did you know?
He carries everything into the shelter, not a fuss
Getting ready when the moment comes
He has enough supplies
maid where on you stand.
But don't depend on Johnny
For he's a false young man.
Oh don't depend on Johnny
For he'll not meet you here.
But tarry
the house you've planned
There's a farmer who's so poor and who's luck has run so sour that he can not pay the taxes on his land
So just you wait a week
through the the A if let the ?
praying that I make it to the top by next week.
Having dreams of heaven but livin hell on the streets.
I keep it streets up
did learn
Now that their summer's gone
We have to carry on
Till we rise, I just can't wait
Now tell me, who are you
To judge my fate?
Chorus:
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
effort possible
Her Christian commitment to carry the Gospel to every creature is unquestionable
And you know we all have our favorite songs of praise
soul
Like a bbq chicken wing
Thet me like a king
Lemme hear you sing
Money can't buy you love
Thought you knew that
Eight days a week
Livin like
clown with me, fall to the ground with me
Lovin' how you sound when we get 'em off
Carry on to the dawn, give a dog a bone (lick 'em low)
Rodeo show,
Can't drink the water, can't breathe the air
They said it was exciting, never said it was fair
You're just another singer in a pilgrim's suit
Chased by
will carry on)
Hold on to that heartbreak
Hold on to that hell you have to pay
Sometimes it's the only thing that gets you by
(The only thing that
main chick
I can tell by the way
You the type to cook a nigga meal by the way
You the type to pay a nigga bill by the way
Twerk it like you're doing
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)
'Cause I think we can
a three-day run, bitch
Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be livin' in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky
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