Lyrics:
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A Brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
With everything emptying into
done told her, "Don't you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis: you can win him back"
If she get to Cairo, make Saint Louis by herself
Get to Cairo, find
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When Black Friday comes
I
and I guess at last she found her dream
Cause there she goes she's ridin' in a long black limousine
Through tear dimmed eyes I watched as she ride by
Ice
Your only rivers run cold
These city lights
They shine as silver and gold
Dug from the night
Your eyes as black as coal
Walk on by
Walk
In the constellation of Cygnus
There lurks a mysterious, invisible force
The Black Hole of Cygnus X-1
Six stars of the northern cross
In
Dear diary I'm lonely
Won't you send someone to hold me
Preston annual fair this room I share the market near
Dear diary I rode today
The ferris
Yeah, Yeah Now
Alright
Ooh, Ooh
It's Black, It's White
It's Tough For You
To Get By
It's Black , It's White, Whoo
Ooh, Ooh
It's Black, It's White
It's
We sail into the black
We sail into the black
We sail into the black
We sail into the black
And all those secrets, lost in your eyes
And all
Wanna hear some funky Dixieland pretty mama come on take me by the hand
Hey, did you hear, about the one that got away
They say, he looked left
In the constellation of Cygnus
There lurks a mysterious, invisible force
The Black Hole of Cygnus X-1
Six stars of the northern cross
In
Why don't you catch my pony, now saddle up my black mare?
...my pony, saddle up, up my black mare?
You know, I'm gonna find my baby, well, in
guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph
Why can’t I see you?
Stuck in black and white
You’re in technicolor brightness
Why can’t I see you?
I’ve been struck by blindness
I close my eyes
as black as night now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes
The pain gonna make everything alright
Says she talks
on your muffin and honey on your cake
Honey by the spoonful as much as I can make
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags
were burning now you're black and gray
You were burning now you're black and gray
Something I would never say
I'm alone again
When I'm by myself
I wonder if I'm being real
Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?
I wonder, wouldn't it be nice
To live inside a world that isn't black
Mississippi dreamboat
You'll agree that she walks by
There goes one gorgeous hunk of woman my o my
She wears rhinestone bracelets (she wears rhinestone
before
He still wanna be my nigga (fool)
Designer on my body she
Impressed by Heron Preston (Doe Beezy)
She think that I don't like her I'm
Too geeked
were burning now you're black and gray
You were burning now you're black and gray
Something I would never say
I'm alone again
When I'm by myself
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines
Bright as moonlight glows
My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep
It hurts but never shows
You're
You're bringing me down, I'm running aground,
Blind in the lights of the interstate cars,
Passing me by, the busses and the semis,
Plugging like
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