Lyrics:
It's thе original Wall, poking out while I crawl
Trunk popped up tall as the ?
From H Town to ? Town all the way to New York
Broke 'em off, left 'em
To peal away the face of hate and watch it melt upon the steel
My eyes depart from yesterday,
But the image seems to fade - The tides have come to wash away
it sounds like he's here in
New York in search of new talent
To sign to his record label
Oh my gosh
Do you know what this means?
We could be
Famous!
the colours I paint by
I wish that I could be home
What the hell am I doing drinkin' in LA?
It's always me, yeah chasin' a feelin', yeah
What the hell am I
face
Made the perfect team
And every room we'd pass
Turned their heads to see
Who was New York City's
New king and queen
I'd kiss him down by the water
away, I’m gonna let it show,
# Won’t you live now, every moment counts,
won’t you live now, breathe in and breathe out,
I feel alive with so much
And every record store sells the same fucking shit
Phish and New York jazz and the lot of it
We're all made hearty, but the love is running thin
Roll a joint
to the safe)
Son runs our state
Carrying coke by the weight (weight)
Make 'em put pounds in the weed gate (weed gate)
And it's ran by Ol' Dirty (dirty)
12
the chicken pox
I was J and knockin' boots right down the socks
She was freaky and wild, oh man could I call it?
But when I dropped her off, she had stole my
leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public
the same old road, her parents took her through.
Hypnotized by those broken lines, broken records lost in time.
She's turning down the road that is new
you behold, live in torment as you're told
Sanctify this will of god by everything you've ever done
Will you ever know defeat, blinded by the agony
played all the way, out in L.A
And I just left out of New York today
Yeah, the city puts a drain on a poor soul
You see I'm from a little town down South
and spins 'round
And with one good shot, just one good shot
He brings that villain right down
In true "Hour Western" manner
Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad
I'll lay down my glasses
I'll lay down in houses
If things come alive
I'll subtract pain by ounces
Yeah, I will start painting houses
If things
We’re driving all night and headin’ down south, where the weather is hotter
Gonna lay on the beach and bake by the sea, wash our blues in the water
Turned on the news and seen a tank rolling down the street (Yeah)
I seen a lot of ice water tossed, and I know it's for a cause
My only question is, what
live in my crib
'Cause I handle my shit like a candle got lit
'Cause I burn shit down, yea I'm in my bag
And these nigg** so mad it's my turn now
And I
the chicken pox
I was "J" and knockin' boots right down the socks
She was freaky and wild, oh man could I call it?
But when I dropped her off, she had stole
Intro:
The American flag is tied to a fence on an overpass
With a homemade sign written in red, white and blue
And it reads "Welcome home, Jason
The Taylor way is how I live my life, on God
What I'm smokin' got me feelin'
Like we ain't ever comin' down tonight
And I came from the bottom, nowadays
been drained
By the shadow in the waiting room
You've got two ears, better keep the fuckin' noise down
Stop playing with your toys now
I've been looking
your invisible manhole
Fool child, you're never gonna make it
New York City just wants to see you naked, and they will
Though they'd never say so
(It's) all ups & downs
It'll spin ya around
Holdin' on tight
For the ride of our lives
Begins within
let the sunshine in
You're always gonna be
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