Lyrics:
And I remember it all
Scrolling through pictures keeps me up through the night
Got me addicted to that blue light
Ooo modern nostalgia, here she comes
failure here
the river runs like silver
my own feelings let me down
she's 24 and feels it
like a wasted year
for every day that passes
she is leaving
backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
Come here, slut, "Shady, wait
Seven billion hungry ghosts
Just a parasite killing its host
The emperor wears no clothes, I see those brittle bones
But we're buried by modern
This is something special
And we gotta bring this back, Green, come on
Countdown to Armageddon, let's go
I got a riddle, what's little
checkin' me and my guitar.
An' he turned and said: "Come up here boy, and show us what you are."
I said: "I'm dry." He bought me a beer.
He nodded at my
Here comes the modern rat,
Here comes the terror squad
Ours is the salt of wisdom,
Here we come all dressed in black
From the ruins risen
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
heal
Tell me which side I'm on
Approaching constant failure
Between love and hate
Which path to follow?
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come
of all these pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Go walking by
Here come another guy
Jailer who sells personal hells
Who'd like to see
of all these pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Go walking by
Here come another guy
Jailer who sells personal hells
Who'd like to see
the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar
He said come up here boy show us what you are I said I'm dry he bought me a beer
He nodded at my
Waiting the hour destined to die
Here on the table of hell
A figure in white unknown by man
Approaching the altar of death
High priest awaiting
And to all the Irishmen afloat and
The Fenians to a man
Here's to Captain Anthony
Bold Breslin and his crew
When challenged by the Empire's might
The stars
maybe Mars
Up to the sky
While through the atmosphere the rocket soared
Crist was speaking on the wireless set
It's awful nice up here, come on aboard
when I'm gonna run away
It's love at a modern pace
Then I concede mine in the hollowest place
I guess we'll breeze by
If that's all that it takes
But
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Get the fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go beast mode, I live by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up when
around. He's not around, is he?
I can honestly say I haven't seen him, but come on in! Come here!
Come on in!
Are you related to Sir Percival?
the inside, I see you later
Here comes the drama, oh
That's that nigga with the fake, bloaw!
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in your place
Play your
the night comes down like a cell door closing
Suddenly I realize that I'm right now, I'm on the scene
While sitting here all alone with a bottle and my head
It's quite all around the only sound here in the silence
Are the snowflakes falling down
Just like glitter on the ground
Another year has come
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
Once in a while
A man comes along
Even his failures were favorite songs
Oh to have made something so unsurpassed
As certain things fall away
So
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