Lyrics:
blue eyes and a killer tan
only took one round now I found myself a brand new man
His name is Johnny Walker he ain't a big talker but baby he's so damn
bounce than an ounce (Death Row, Death Row)
Shucks, stomping in my big blue Chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you, klutz
stomping in my big blue Chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you, klutz
Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumping your sounds
It's the zoo
bounce than an ounce (Death Row, Death Row)
Shucks, stomping in my big blue Chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you, klutz
to run
No one to turn to, he turns to the gun
It's a cross, it's a stone, it's a fragment of bone
It's a long walk home
A long walk home
Gonna be
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
Blue morning, blue morning
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
Curiosity, kitten
Doesn't have to mean you're on your own
You can look outside
[Chorus: x4]
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie [Repeat: x8]
Let's Ride [Repeat: x3]
Get High [Repeat: x3]
[Biggie, BizzyBone & KrayzieBone]
Armed
flowers and grass in a civilized bone-yard lot.
And where he died or how he died, it didn't matter a damn
So long as he had a grave with frills
tall, always will be
Pouk Hill is older than you and me
Than you and me
You passed us by, not a second glance
Bluer than blue
We were froze' to the bone
shell
But that's done my species well
They say I have no back bone
And that makes me irate
Don't they know
I'm an invertebrate
He's as crab, as crab can
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
like Hershal Walker,
The talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die
But that's not important
Money's more important
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
by and beat up my son
So I went out and bought myself a big old German dog
The man behind me saw me and he started raisin' hogs
A nineteen year old
known
He'll make you groan, he'll make you moan,
He'll lay you prone and break your bones
Blue Cyclone
I woke up in a hospital bed,
Stars
of sage yeah
Your bones the desert claims
Machine gun mounted on a horse
Atomic dust
In my eyes
Nukeboy yeah he's
Riding by my side
We ride out
Our bones
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Blue morning, blue morning
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
Curiosity, kitten
Doesn't have to mean you're on your own
You can look outside
doors, cower in candlelight
The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night
Earth rim walker seeks his meals
Prepare
He likes it a lot
How would Richard Goldstein
Interpret this performance?
Obviously it's jazz-rock heavily
Influenced by Al Cooper
Honkus has been
off their walkers
Let them walk again and run and speed up
I come from a place where superheroes meet up
The X Men drinkin' tea watchin' chicks with
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