Lyrics:
used to it
Surrounded by precious things
The heart turns into stone
Hardly the stuff of bedtime story
Happy ending in just a sad short detour
Life
Well, on my left stood Joe McKennedy,
And his eyes were bloodshot red
When he told me that sad story,
These were the words he said:
I went down
to the sound of the ocean
They're raisin' banners over by the markets
White washing slogans on our ship yard walls
Witch doctors praying for a mighty showdown
of pain
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across the plain
To welcome the eternal night
A story about a guy
Who bought his wife a small ruby
With what otherwise would've been his union dues
That's what's in The Daily News
What's
"Come sit down beside me and
Hear my sad story
I'm shot in the breast and
I know I must die"
"My friends and relations they
Live in the Nation
They know
with skin so pale
On her face an images of pain
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across
News.
A story about a guy
Who bought his wife a small ruby
With what otherwise woulda been his union dues.
That's what's in the Daily News.
trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone...
Chorus
But Hey! Don't listen to me!.
This wasn't meant to be no sad song.
We've heard too much
dying will lead us into glory
But hey! Don't listen ...
Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story
And I know this peace and love's just copping
practically practice for hours
Re-reflecting in refractive substances
Is it sad? That mirror image was my only fan
The only one to hear my
Story and my master
boldly walked by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story;
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die!"
"My friends and relations they
and forth (no)
And I promise that I'll get it by force (on God)
Remember the all white Forces (white)
Now we in all white horses (white)
We used to hit
boldly stepped by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story;
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die."
"My friends and relations they live
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
Eternal sorrow, a dead moon lighting
The frozen tears of sad immortal angels
White mystic iceland, revealing darkness, cold worlds,
Eternal sorrow, a dead
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
money but still hungry
True story, once threw a nigga from a two storey
Asked for my paper, said, "There's nothin' he can do for me"
That's like takin'
And I'd pillow my head on his lily white breast
I am a young maiden and my story is sad
For once 1 was courted by a brave sailor lad
He courted me strongly
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
as well admit it, why it's as plain as white and black
Like the drive-in picture show, she's never coming back
She's never comin' back, she's already
Snow falls
Without a sound
From a high castle
Built on sand
By day the flames burned
With red embers
By night the fires died
As rained, white ashes
thought me mad
But they heard my story, father
And they wondered, and were sad
Looking down from Olympus
On a world of doubt and fear
Its surface
and the fight,
They'll ride on, in the black and white.
(Verse 3 - Rap)
From coast to coast, they're known by all,
Standing tall, never to fall,
In the heart
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