Lyrics:
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
a moment of glory
A face comes before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein
Walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding
[CHORUS]
Here he comes, he can rock
He can break dance and he can pop
He can rap, he can act
& if it comes down to it, he can scrap
Hey there...
on
Yeah time for damaged lives
It lives again
But the worst is yet to come topless crawling
Helter-Skelter hidden among fashionable white picket
life and now
I'm happy
'Cause finally I feel I got it all
Started out with nothing at all
And even when I might fall down
I know my luck come back
when
You start down that long steep grade
On Monteagle Mountain
I just rolled out of Nashville in
My big rig heading south
My eyes are on fire feels
Like
baby, you were so right
Thunder Road, something dying down on the highway tonight
Well I won big once and I hit the coast
Yeah, but I paid the cost
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"
And she said
"Hey rambling boy,
for me
My man he warn me how my come-up might just cancel me
Now I gotta go fix that, get that, hit that
He flip that in that like I used to be big
let's eye them, pass right by them
Looking down our noses as they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, crumb
fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
in glory
When He comes down from His home in the sky (I can't stand it)
Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion
We'll understand it by and by
calling duppy conqueror,
I'm the ghost-catcher!
This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka,
Take your chance! Prove yourself! Oh, yeah!
Down in
live in that railroad shack
And I wander down that rusty old track
Like a lonely old-timer out of my mind
Lookin' for that lady who was sweet and kind
wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
'Cause I'm the next big thing
Beverly Hills
That's where I want
and by
If not here then somewhere up above
I've had some friends that I lost along the way
They've been called on down the line
Though their time was
a moment of glory
A face comes before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein
Walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding
on the big ship
And time sails by.
You make up
And I believe milady's lie.
The skinheads call it strawberries and cream
Sometimes I scream.
Boy/Girl
another time
Where I wore my welcome thin
By transcendental meditation
I go there each night
But I always come back to myself
Long before daylight
been
Oh whoa oh
Why can't I just let go?
I told me so I oughta know by now
It all comes down to this
Yeah, there must be something I missed
Yeah, there
Many many years ago when this land was young
A lot of our country was covered by big tall beautiful trees
And men had to have the trees to make
to go he jumps in his piro headed down the bayou
He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He's
Harbors open their doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies, bill boards
big)
Check out my life, I live big (yeah)
Check out my ice, yes, I did (I did)
Walked in, Mike Tyson, knockin' down shit (knockin' down shit)
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