Lyrics:
that breathe partake
Let rocks their silence break
The sound prolong
Our fathers' God to, thee
Author of liberty
To thee I sing
Long may our land
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley tradin' hands
'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man
All duded up for Saturday night
A word in your ear, from father to son
Hear the word that I say
I fought with you, fought on your side
Long before you were born
Joyful
sings again
Some come back billy, won't you come on home
Come back mary, you've been away so long
The streets are empty, and your mother's gone
sings again
Some come back billy, won't you come on home
Come back Mary, you've been away so long
The streets are empty, and your mother's gone
surrounded sometimes
By too much love
And when I call
Will you walk gently
Through my shadow
The ones who sing at night
The ones who sing at night
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are
Turn the television on
You've been reading too long
Turn your radios on
And I'll sing you a song
Let's get back to basics
I know just what you need
family's grievin' ... FUCK 'EM!
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even
I got my brain on hype
Tonight'll be your night
I got this long-assed knife
and your
on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family
Tight frame with a tight camel, toe nigga
I got killers on the front line
You on the sideline
Follow the guidelines or you be in the skyline
Killers
surrounded sometimes
By too much love
And when I call
Will you walk gently
Thru my shadow
The ones who sing at night
The ones who sing at night
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit
open to pain and crossed by the rain
And I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone
And came out with my soul
their land
And we're still here, but not for long
So let's raise a cold one and play all the old ones
'Til we've sung the last country song
There's
The painted faces on the street
Caricatures of long ago
Oh they were young and oh-so sweet
Down beyond the boulevard
Knock on doors and empty
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
that breathe partake
Let rocks their silence break
The sound prolong
Our fathers' God to, thee
Author of liberty
To thee I sing
Long may our land
on the earth, good will to men,'
From heav'n's all-gracious King.
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing!
Yet with the woes of sin
to keep a roll of them bitches like which one (one one)
(its the boss)
(radio killer)
Its not a dream baby
(radio killer killer killer)
Or is it a dream
should brush the hair out of your eyes"
"Come and sit by me girl
Would you like to share my beer?"
Feel his hand slip down her shoulder
Sing it out
Just to look in your eyes again
Just to lay in your arms
Just to be the first one always there for you
Just to live in your laughter
Just to sing
tunes
Up and down my scales
Such a sweet melody
Reach out, the sky is wide
And the night is long
When you're right by my side
You can never go wrong
to take me
out
I had a dream I think I saw a dude cause he had the looks that of a killer
And he sung to me these four tunes
He said "Life is like a game
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