Lyrics:
Traces of life blowing in the sand
The cornerstone of my piece of dry land
So hand me that hop and some of that wine
I'll drink you away by the end of this
answering all of my prayers
N is for knowing your loverman's going to be the answer to all of yours
Loverman! till the bitter end
While the empires burn down
and dreaming
Watching the river roll by
Here comes that big old prairie moon rising
Shining down bright as can be
Up on the hill there's a coyote singing
the chronic by the tree
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
at the bitter end
Bouncing back just to fall again
It's winning big or losing touch
Wo-oh, this crazy love
Wo-oh, this crazy love
It gives and it takes
a manager you met after you got the win?
Bet you got some niggas that'll love you to the bitter end
Bet you got somebody that's just smarter than your other
the hand that feeds you, don't think he'll
Keep coming back for more
'Cause this is real life not the movies girl, I've told you that before
But if you
its dog eat dog, you are what you eat
Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Just like
of her hand
We were her on my shoulders, lighter in the air
"Pour Some Sugar On Me"
(We were) top down at Johnson's field
When she whispered that she
a little cane
Raise a barrel of Sorghum,
To sweeten ol' Liza Jane.
Yonder comes that gal of mine,
How do you think I know
I know by that gingham gown,
And the Christmas bells that ring
There are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmas
history
As redesigned through their own eyes.
And in the end all of these trends
Will be revealed by the author of history.
History, reciting
lose you, hope it never ends
I'd never walk Cornelia Street again
That's the kind of heartbreak time could never mend
I'd never walk Cornelia Street
arms
The harbor of my heart
And trust that love is all we need
To keep each other, keep each other warm
Blowing by the wind
Torn by the storm
'Cause all that you have is your soul
Don't be tempted by the shiny apple
Don't you eat of a bitter fruit
Hunger only for a taste of justice
Returned from a hibernal dream
Voices fell like marble
No longer by my side
Gone all that would linger
Ripped from my embrace
Melinda
of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
Rocks the cradle.
The oath you take is sacred, to save not steel a life,
Like the passing of the sweetest
you by and by
Feed and water the horses
Where they lie.
I realize that the beast lie there in our plans
Peacefully sleeping, but faithfully
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote
About dignity
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were
And into every
Bending the truth in the way you move
Another drink in hand, close the door
Close the door, won't you?
'Cause there's a bitter truth I can't confess
That I
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote
About dignity
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were
And into every
The soul lives forever
Always ends sometime
Now I'm alone, alone and cold
Under painted skies
Remembering the love that we came alive
And I can
find that there is someone to believe in
And to live for something I could live for
All the years of useless search
Have finally reached an end
end?
He feels so bitter, yes he's so full of hate
To die in the gutter, I guess that's Johnny's fate
Rivals all across the land
He kills them with
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