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Paris

The Bacon Brothers

Can't Complain

Written by Kevin Bacon
Strings written and arranged by Michael Bacon

"A guide book for the paranoid." KB

I'm in Paris, won't be here long
But after

line
So turn, run

Now Iâ??m back and Iâ??m lost in a dream
I had a week in a single day
I lost my feet now Iâ??m floating down stream
Far off to sea,

I believe?

You tell me you love me
I don't know the meaning
And baby, neither do you
I showed you the good times
You gave me the hard line

Again and So On

Kinky

Reina

2006

Well, here it is

They's wearing uniforms
One by one in a line
If you don't like yourself
Go flick that balls on someone else

I got some

not far behind
'Cause I'm taking the same journey
I'm driving down that road
And the fear that I might reach the gates
Is calmed because I know

Chorus:

Oh can you hear them calling you
Oh don't you make them break down an open door
I see it in your face, somewhere far away
You've gone just now

I was

me fly

(lil Wayne):

Yeah and every time I see the sun shine
I drop down a give thanks at least one time
Feeling like I'm living on the front line
I'm

Kinda like a bit of every other line
My insides are reclined 'cause sometimes I feel I rewind, way too far
I played with cars, when I was younger
Now

05. SPREADING FIRE
(Music & Lyrics by Creye)

WE ARE, THE FAITHFUL NINE
SEARCHING
TO FIND
SOME KIND OF HIGHER POWER
 
DEEP DOWN
WE FEEL THE FEAR,

Let honest tradesmen now attend 

And bear a mournful part with me 

It is to you these lines I send 

For to console our misery 

I See the times

empty
Cause what you don't let go is bound to build up
Or take you down a piece by piece-
Man, I'm in desperate need of your love.
In my bones I'm feeling

bones
All these hoes gon' fall in line
I'ma give you all of mine
Let's make some time, don't waste no time, I'll never let you go
Pop it, baby, pop it

I’d be a different person

Still hope by 24 or 5 
I won’t be anxious all the time 
Cos’ i’ve never felt so far away 
To somewhere down the line 

And I

Chain's gettin' tight
Sun's beatin' down
Breathin' hard like a hurricane
Ready to ride
Ready to Fly
Bleedin' oil and gasoline
Same faded lights

stop my mind
I couldn't turn it off I fell so far behind
I got lost in the lines, haunted in my head
Driving through the night, never even slept
And I

Dark room
Smoke Filled 
Can’t see
Her any clearer

Her voice 
Cuts through 
Smells of
Oh Whiskey and Cigars

She was 
Controlled
Life hands
Played by

the pine trees
Will be long and windy search far and wide try and find me
The rest is history once we reach that certain threshold
Every morning I get ready

Wendy

I remember you waiting for me after school
The places we would go were never far enough
	to get away
From adolescent squirming in your jeans

Heatwave

Buck 65

Situation

2007

Long arm, that's me, 
Strong supporter of law and order
Along the border. 
Some of these bums should be drawn and quartered,
As far as I'm

relatively close and not too far
93 million miles from Earth!

OK let's check out each planet one by one

Mercury's the closest to the sun
It's very hot down

trust a lie make this pass away and let it die, let it die
Where do they say I lost my mind
Somewhere far I crossed the line
Going nowhere
You wanted

surrounded by the souls of those I've lost
I'm the only one whose line I haven't crossed
What if the greatest threat we'll find across the sea
Is me?

bigger
But nonetheless the graveyard shift by myself
Dumbass rookies don't know what to you could do with a belt
Dig them up in a line, and strap them up

Superman

Lazlo Bane

Music from Scrubs

2002

Out the door just in time
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 A.M.
The phone rings in the car
The wife is working hard
She's running