Lyrics:
Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high
You never even stop and wonder why
Maybe it's because you wanna die
Maybe it's just the way
Fuck these haters, I'd kill them all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowing bin Laden in my Porsche 911
Just
tonight (tonight)
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight (tonight)
We'll find a way to offer up the night (tonight)
The indescribable moments
here's where the talking ends
Well, listen, this night there'll be some action spent
Drive hard I'm callin' all the shots
I got an ace card comin' down
Two, three, four
Well, I came by your house the other day
Your mother said you went away
She said there was nothing that I could have done
question it.
I'll just have faith, oh.
CHORUS:
I believe,
That we'll never really figure out the mystery
That's behind all of the joy we're
everytime I get high I watch the time pass by like away we go
Is it ok to cry when you're dying inside?
Seem like codeine is the one thing that help take my
what she'll do
All the crazy things I had to try
Well I tried them all and then some
But if you're lucky one day you find out
Where it is you're
only get one chance ta get it right
{LL} Huh, that's all I need, we got two mouths to feed
{Le} You talkin about some love
{LL} To the six indeed,
best)
So beautiful, don't you agree? (Such a beautiful thing)
Oh, Jazzy Phizzle
Chris Brown, let's go
They say beauty is in the eye
the things that the night had us so frightened of
And until then
I'll stand by you always, always, always
I'll stand by you always, always, always
Ooh
you Chris
You know I like it when your body goes bump, bump, bump
I like this right here (let's go)
I like the way y'all ladies doing that thing
of cotton
Oh Lordy
Pick a bale a day
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
For courting's a pleasure
Well, you wake up in the morning, you hear the work bell ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.
Ain't no food upon
nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark
And this broken record
Spin endless circles in
than it has to be, inevitably
What's up with all these expectations
Doin' these things we're supposed to do
I don't know why, don't know why, don't
We'll be alright
As long as we remember, the only thing that last forever
Is the love we feel together, side by side
We'll be alright
Mm, hm, mm
by that time, we are lucky having roland in the band. and he's
Just doing great songs and great guitar work he's doing. and a good pal as
Well. he's
on the porch and play that thing all day.
Well Ebo Walker, he walked and he fiddled and he walked and he fiddled and he drank till he died,
But I've heard
church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the devil whisper
"Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty
honest to me
It really helps me to be a good man.
Well nothing is perfect in god's perfect plan
He only gave us the good things so we'd understand.
there's insufficient evidence
Of what just might come after
But sometimes out of nowhere
There's demented sounds of laughter
Are we all haunted by
know I've done all I can, wow
See I begged, stole and I borrowed, yeah
Ooh, that's why I'm easy, baby
Well, I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp well you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man
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