Lyrics:
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico.
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
will fade
This is the place we were made
By the late nights and fires on the beach
Made by the small town secrets we'd keep
All that I know is
No
about me well brother I'm glad you asked
Cause, I'm from a little small town, out in the middle of nowhere crowd
Grew up in BFE if yall know what I'm
And it goes a little something like this...
Let me take you down to the east side of town
Where the streets are jammed all year round
Living upside
[Verse 1]
He worked at the hardware store most his life
He lived in a small town, never had a wife
Oh shit, the nigga's light, Wasn't the fact
the brothers and sisters gettin pulled right out of their neighborhoods all the citys and small towns in america that go over there and fight for that bullshit.
Billy never made the football team
'Cause Billy's size was small
But Billy's brother was a mighty lad
And played a lot of high school ball
lose and that shit fucked with my mind
I was looking up to 'em before my faith was in God
Yeah, take you and ride to small towns, you get much more
1879, and the
constable lived with his family at the police barracks in the small New South Wales town
of Jerilderie.
The horse's hooves came to a stop
to terms with never seeing her again
Older brother's telling her "it's gonna be okay"
But she's numb to the words
All she feels is the pain
She don't her
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small
Of racists, tear them all down
Big cities and small towns
Step by step they turn to small leaps to small bounds
To bigger strides
Protest and picket signs
Pick
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico.
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river
really good for you
Hot August night and the leaves hanging down
And the grass on the ground smelling sweet
Move up the road to the outside of town
See I'm from a small town, where most don't make it out
Everything got a cost, and you pay that cost by sacrifices or sometimes your life
I'm just
to put me on word around town
Is your nine men strong I wanna be put on in the worst way since
The first day I think it was a Thursday (oh baby) you be
never alone in this small town
Sit your pretty little self by my side
Round here moms work til their bones ache
To keep a smile on their child's face
You
you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small
We commandeer a corner table
At our small town diner
Just five or six old men
Throwin' out corny ol' one-liners
They pat the heads of children
We all four grew up together
In a small Virginia country town.
And, for some strange reason... God only knows...
We got to singin' around.
And about
the strangest figure he had ever found.
Small as a child, but with white long hair down its back,
It wore a shining white tunic with a lustrous belt
And it
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