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Driving solo Alvi lift you to your feet
I've been there felt the sadness and defeat
Sit and stare pass the time it's passing me
I don't care cuz

Cloudfoams on the feet got me feeling so nimble
I'm so in tune with my other half
Sometimes, I just sit to myself and laugh
And think about my life and how I

I let life pass me by with my head in the clouds
Until it's heavy on my shoulders and I'm ready to drown
It's like there's no ambition and I'm

going now you've moved on
Would you be around sometime soon?

While I'd smile with my teeth
Grinning like a clown
You'd stare at your feet
And never make

life
That 5th of henny ain't gon' heal
It's Only by His stripes
6th grade was acting like a fool
A class clown
7th grade I get suspended
With the people

knockin' down yo tree
Thought you probably heard some thunder, when I'm rollin' down yo street
Nigga play and I send 'em under, by the metric not no feet
Ya

with some of These man I be like nah bro I don't Roll with clowns
Now I'm just surfing my deepest Thoughts, but
Same way I can't judge a book by Its

Mr. Tambourine Man

Gene Clark

Firebyrd

1987

to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

They're all dancing in the street
And everyone I meet's bout the same
Someone called the heat down you could
Hear those shufflin' feet clear on Main

the world's nations
Empty ghosts that
Look like clowns
Wearing evil death frowns
One by one they
Tear us down
Saddened tears don't make a sound

Eating plastic

See the people going by
Losing track of ceasing time
Losing hope I can survive
See the people going by
Losing track of ceasing time
Losing hope I'll

to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

The Matrix
It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift
Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice
It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night
Like,

Yeah, P!
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
I could tell by your beard you don't love Allah
You got the Bryant Gumbel face

It go, waste removal, we

I See Them All Lined Up

Swans

Swans Are Dead (Live '95-'97)

I see them all lined up
Like broken children at the wall
Their skin is hanging off in sheets
Each face is painted like a clown
Their blood is

My Momma (Ola Mae)

Warren G

I Want It All

1999

I started to clown
My momma did all she could to try to slow me down
Tired of her son be brought by the cops
Sent to go stay with my pops
He

surrounded by these clowns they ain't down to be ya friends 
I know the feeling I been smacked in the face for No reason
By bitches low self-esteem hoping that

to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of
The caliber of discounts
Indicated by the presence of
A heart-shaped object in your community


Hey kid, look at you! Right

didn't know me very well
Cause by this time you'd know
I'd never take it back
From what I said before
Way before
We locked each other out the door
Way

What's next in this circus of absurdities?
A clown who paints himself a grieving face
All we do, grinning and baring ourselves
To all of our

When you're surrounded by the lights and the cameras
The passion seems to wane and there goes the glam, the satisfaction
But understand that after

funded by the suburbs
Fallen city we need to hoist this
Girl you got a big top
Like a clown take a stroll downtown
Make em clap like the crowd
But

How you feel I can tell by ya energy
Tryna flex okay
Know you see the come up I be killin em
Why you stress on me
Only roll with the reel like

comatose
The shackles to which we are bound
Are broken only by the Ghost
To the Nation of Nescience
I pledge my allegiance and patience
I know I'm not