Lyrics:
makes me what I am
I did not make it, no it is making me
It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man
I believe that He who
I was created for one man alone
It wasn't easy to find
Now that I found him, I wonder just how
I could have lived right up to now
Now that I am
She packed my bags last night, preflight
Was zero hour, nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
High as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss
'cause I ain't feel the ground at all
Wow, what the fuck happened last night? Where am I?
Man, fuck, am I hungover, and goddamn, I
Got a headache, shit,
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Was zero hour, nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
High as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I
M.C. for what I am and do
The A is for Adam and the lyrics, true
So as pray and hope and the message is sent
And I am living in the dreams that I
night has fallen and it's still Christmas Eve
And snow is on the mountains where I always hate to leave
Here I am down under with a brand new family
It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man
He's
feet.
And here I swear by this Cross I wear, I heard that "floater" say:
"I am the man from whom you ran, the man you sought to slay.
That you may
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no
the professionals
I want to be a man
with all that animal magic
I'll do anything you can
I'm joining the professionals
'cause I want to be a man
look! I wave my
Baby here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta' come home with me
I have got some good old lovin'
And I
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
(He loves no one else)
Raised by my dad, girl of the day
He was my man, that
angle, there's no doubt
I am the one and only Method Man
The master of the plan, wrappin' shit like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold
make it burn
Her wealthy Father believes that a man
Should be judged on the ground that he owns
Since I have only the price of an acre
He wants me
me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars,
How did I get here?
Who did I ever harm?
I hope I'm an honest man
No cause for alarm
Why am I dancing
When I'm so alone?
What do I have
When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by
I am an architect
Of days that haven't happened yet
I can't believe a month is all it's been
You know my paper heart
The one I fill with pencil
on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, I'm talking about the man, the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the Swanee
Looking for that good kind thing
I can tell by the way you're acting
You know exactly what I mean
There's no harm done, I know you're the one
You don't
I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old
That right is right
When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by
the best thing that's ever been mine
Oh, oh, oh
And I remember that fight
Two-thirty AM
When everything was slipping right out of our hands
I ran
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