Lyrics:
knees in that greystone chapel
And I thank the Lord for helpin' me each day
Now there's greystone chapel here at Folsom
It has a touch of God's hand
standing
I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing
I had a lover take his own in front of me
I asked God, why is this happening to me?
But I
Oney standin' over me
Today when that old whistle blows
I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire
The superintendent just dropped by
And said
took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's
grown cold, oh baby
(Cold, cold, cold, cold)
It's time to say goodbye, darlin'
(It's time to say goodbye, pretty baby)
Bye, bye, baby
I've got my bags all
and grabbed my pistol
Stuck it in the fat man's back
Said open up the safe
And put your money in the sack
Then tied his hands behind him
And put a blindfolded
from fools
Meanwhile some kid
Blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my hands
So here I am in
to death by the steam."
One more time!
Oh, now all you ladies you better take a warning,
From this time on and learn.
Never speak harsh to your true-lovin'
I kick it root down
I put my root down
I kick it root down, I put my root down
So how we gonna' kick it?
Gonna' kick it root down
Yeah, how you
I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door
She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
as well give up your heart
Where does it end?
I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do? (Rest in peace to Mike Brown)
Where does it end? (And all
journey
And lead them to the promised land
God's children were slaves in Egypt land
So God took Moses by the hand
He said Moses tell old Pharaoh
know, in my heart
That there's way more people out there lovin' than it is hatin'
Ain't that right, huh?
Well this is what we gon' do
I want all
about finished
He picked up one more piece of clay
After shaping it to His liking, He added a
Pinch of courage, a dab of humility
Six grains
dressed in rags
Pick up the pieces and lower the flags
I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age
Then I'll go to Altamont and sit near the stage
Put
and you put the load right on me
I picked up my bag I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
I said, hey
like us
I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all
Runnin' ain't in my protocol
Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron
From Tucson, push the black
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
one by one
His woman and his best friend
In bed and having fun
Oh, he's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole
answers and it says you're not at home
I bet you think that I'm a fool who'll go for any line
Well honey, put down all your money, you win every time
The Police,
Come on everybody let's rock this place.
Put your hands together, y'all
Let's break: that's Sting!
Hit it!
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I
Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see it's getting late
Oh, please don't hesitate
Put
on the throttle,
Scalded to death by steam."
One more time!
Oh, now all you ladies better take a warning,
From this time on and learn.
Never speak harsh
Uh, this feel right right here, Quik
It's like it's supposed to happen this one right here
Young! God damn
Let me justify my thug on this one
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