Lyrics:
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move why'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers,
name in small print on the poster
Of course we got a manger
Though he ain't the mafia
A contract is a contract
When they get 'em out on yer
You gotta
That I sing, but it'll be all right
Master one-nine-two-five-seven
Take one
Master one-nine-two-five-seven
Take two
I used to visit all
This moment, this minute
And each second in it
Will leave a glow upon the sky
And as time goes by, it will never die
This will be my shining hour
accustomed to her face
She's second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
(Breathing out and breathing in)
I was serenely independent
are gathering by the thousands
Along with seven million people without a hope
I guess I have to face the fact as real
I think I feel my back up
It's been three years and six whole months since I saw your face that night
It took five seconds to fall in love and two more to make you mine
Now
gear
Isolated coffee drinkers which get you thinking weird
Shapes in traps
Roles outlined by choices and the markets 'ere
You got a thick ear, course
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
Please give me a second grace
Please give me a second face
I've fallen far down
The first time around
Now I just sit on the ground in your way
Please give me a second grace
Please give me a second face
I've fallen far down
The first time around
Now I just sit on the ground in your way
In a space, allocated to me by the human race
Inhabiting this area until I die this space is occupied
I'm in a space leased by kind permission
shot in the street
Would ya laugh in their face and ya can't say no
After all of the times that ya barely scraped by
With the lice in yer hair
better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park
When I bark,
of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short, never to go
a ghetto nigga's lullabye
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces
on the shore
For the space of seven long years or more
She spied a ship come in to the bay
With her son from far away
"Oh, Captain dear, where have ye been.
The magnificent seven
Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M.
Move yourself to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
achivers, got the old bull by the horns
Back in the saddle gets you sore
My fist your face
That's for sure
East house pinball wizard
Full tilt bozo
the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain't about to anymore"
Now the wagon I'm in's paper thin
I think one wheel's coming off
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
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