Lyrics:
a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'
the 'mount a people inna the place
Me see the whole a Waterford and Southside an' Spanish Town, crazy face
Me nuh come a court fi joke like Chevy Chase
And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again
And keeping
of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof
Priest Town Crier
By Philip A.J Morris
Verse 1
It Starts again, no rainy days like the other days.
Awake it seems, like a prophecy it comes back
Town
Hop on another train to Waterloo
That's where I started working with the ink like Mr Waternoose
(Mike Wazowski!)
It's Mike Va-zof-ski, bro, I never
stops
Pulling my pistol everytime a car stops
Live by the sword, die by the sword, nigga my time is borrowed
I paint this for another tomorrow
(Chorus -
the calendar
Another year come and gone
Another year to pass me by
I've got my whole life ahead of me
But I'm just wasting time
Think I'm the wisest man
it's all good
Another round another trip out
Makersmark sippin in this old town
I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it tho
Good ole boy like me got
a Dream Unarmed victim at a murder scene
Snap back to Reality Just another Tragedy
The dance floor is gone replaced by cold Concrete
The music slowly fades
It used to be a 4-H town
Trucks and tractors for miles around
Now it's being settled down by a bunch of city slickers who don't
Even know our zip
battered heart, another day and a brand new start
Another job and a different life, without the pain and strife
Park the trailer by my new front door, moving
(Countin' up my days)
I'm runnin' out of time
Shackled by the light (light)
Wish I could rewrite (write)
Every fuckin' night is like
I'm rollin' out the dice,
hanging 'round
Better do a 22 skidoo
I'll see you by the corner store
Just looking for another crew
You always manage to get days
To go by so quietly
After all it's just another day
We can keep on flying through the pages of our lives
Just to see the years that were left behind
As time shows no sign
involves me comin' up with just to see another day
Might be me who bites the bullet
In these streets where a man journey
With crooked cops and a society
free from this
And one day be strong enough to fly
Another dark soul laid to rest
Tattoo tears shed on the west side
Will I be another statistic
One day
to church on a May morning
Attended by fairies, one, two, and three
But the Angels of Providence drove them away
And he returned home in misery
He went not
I went out there another day and the foundation was built
And now there's a house next door
And a neighbor guy I never met
Until just now when he
take another one
Melody walking downstairs
Join in with all the fun
Busking in Spain
The locals say cantare
Digame babe
Got that Sharpe suave
Random town
One day in June
I ascended Vinegar Hill
Near the town of Enniscorthy
As the sun was standing still
I joined a rebel band
20,000 people strong
The price for my life getting bagged by the pound
I miss the days
When I was safe outside my home
Turn on the news
A couple kids aint make it home
Due
A different town, another day
A different crowd, it all feels the same
Another city, your name's in lights
Another stage, but something's just not
demons exist then billions reside at her place since the day she was plagued by the curse
Her pain made worse, every news and event
Every Google alert
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