Lyrics:
Photo album but the color faded from it
If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it
Don't look down
Don't look down
Friends
are now hearing
Is an AI generated voice that is here to bring you
And the album, closer than ever before
So without further ado, by the grace of God
From the album the hurdy gurdy man
Hi, it's been a long time, you're looking fine,
Proud as any woman should be, proud of womankind.
My, your hair
And Southern funk flows from the
Past far out into cyberspace
But it's all bounded by rabid confidence and
The wide open humour evident in
Both the conciliatory
So your through with love,
And you say it's just a waste of time,
(Waste of time, he blew your mind)
There are two sides to love and if you
Together you and me forsaking them all
Deep in the night and by the light of day
It always looks the same, true love always does
And here by your side,
All we seem to do is talk about it
We always end up shouting about it
There was a time we could overcome it
But it's too late to say we'll just
Written by bob welch.
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
another heart (to have and hold)
All I want is a friend I can talk to (soul to soul)
Oh soul to soul (soul to soul)
Like an album on a shelf
Tired
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't
off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
all around me those who clowned me are now drowning by the throngs
It's illogical the actions that are typically displayed
A set back ain't all that
personal number
Soon to be explained in future interviews or instances
By listening to this album, you are literally
And I cannot stress this enough
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
when you sit by yourself (one of these days)
You'll realize you can't shaft without someone else
In the end you will submit
It's got to hurt a little
and tender
She completely surrounds me with her lovin' arms again
It was love that brought the battle to an end
Now the enemies are lovers once again
as we're walking home
Iron hearts all turn to rust
By tears and the days on a diamond street
Is this apocalypse?
Chasing shadows, living dreams that
of the time going by
They say in the end it's the wink of an eye
And when the morning light comes streaming in
You'll get up and do it again
Amen
Caught
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again
And keeping
meant to be
It's endless as the heavens
It's timeless and it's strong
It's faithful as an angel
It's right there right or wrong
There's no end
All the stories on this recording are expressed in the past tense,This is because the Eskimo, particularly the Polar Eskimo on which this album is
to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends upon your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant
Things are
Japan, are you in the house?
Everybody, are you in the house?
Baby, baby, come on
Baby, come on, baby, come on (Bad Boy)
Oh, when you walk by every
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