Lyrics:
My stars
So far
No one's callin' me home
Space brain
Vagabond
Living on my own
Come on you faithful
You know all you people should come
Kerosene, that's how I'm feelin'
How we feel for me
To be all alone (that's how I'm feelin', shoot)
All alone (fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
all alone
At his age.
The young man sat, on a small woven mat.
While the silken smoke it cirlcled over head.
The cigarettes were there to prove he
discover
A mighty love
Will sometimes makes you weep and moan
A mighty love
You sit all day by the telephone
'Cause you're all alone
You need
there so it don't get lost
So it don't get empty sittin' by it'self
In the evening time in the evening time
My mind is on you from sun to sun
From all
lives for me
Leather jackets and boots and getting by by the beach
She tells me she loves me all the time
Now kick back and just enjoy the ride
Ooh Teddy
to exaggeration
But the truth lies in my frustration
The children of the night, they all pass me by
Have to drench myself in brandy
In sleep I'll hide
But
Air 'em out's the best release and get some rest
Carrie don't wait up for me the brakeman's going West
[Chorus]
In this room all alone
I dream
her all the time
Is that too much to ask?
She works everyday for
A family by the beach
The glow of the good life
Seems so out of reach
The hours
Air 'em out's the best release and get some rest
Carrie don't wait up for me the brakeman's going West
[Chorus]
In this room all alone
I dream
can't pin me down
I fear all solid ground
I'd rather be alone at tea
Love when nobody's makin' me, oh
Boys just make me cry
Believe me, I have tried
cause "I Ain't No Joke"
Cause I done seen so much, enough to have your felons touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta'
Check up on ya homies
line, might just've caught the show
This is not real, but it will deal with this thing between tonight and tomorrow
By the beach in a one-storey
runnin' on the side
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with
a tale of love in all it's glory,
they tell when the lights are soft an' low!
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
standing all alone every
line, might just've caught the show
This is not real, but it will deal with this thing between tonight and
Tomorrow...
By the beach in a one-storey
my Rose and get to know my son
Give my love to Rose please won't you Mister
Take her all my money tell her buy some pretty clothes
Tell my boy that
surf it
Put some love in the world, find a boy or a girl
To heal all the hurt 'cause you know you deserve it
So ride
On a wave so free, just you
caught in my casket
On the beach in a mansion, dope boy got him a pension
Pistols pulled in a panic, you can give me my sentence
Money come with
believe it, my boy got a show now
Bow wow, let's hit the corner in my four now
Long Beach style, make your woman wanna smile
And all guests on the show
all, pose naked in the camisole (nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)
You got a baby by me, I got a baby by you
Whaddya mean? I'ma always be able to plug you
You
Feed the fam boy I put that on these damn goods,
All I got was diabetes and a damn uggg,
People talking down calling me a damn sprug,
Young niggas all
And I tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear him knockin' on my door
In the evenin' when the sun goes down
She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate
Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate
I was lookin' for her boyfriend
Thinkin', "No way she ain't
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