Lyrics:
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out
cleaner than your
Motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard
I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest
your house the last time I came and put it on ya
Too many thirsty girls up in this club for me to leave here with one of them that's why I call her
or blue
Parties in fast-food restaurants
With too many empty chairs
Failed teenage attempts to separate
And become two distinct entities
Dousing shyness
too many mornings we've been lazing
And one too many
Nights of foolin' round babe not caring
And not knowing how we're faring
We're living side by
brought the woman out of me, so many times, easily
And in the morning when he woke all I left him was a note
I told him I am the flower you are the seed
Word is up to the king's dear daughter
And word is spreading all over the land
That's she's been betrayed by her own dear brother
That he has
me in mind
Now there's a woman you love
And the morning's new
We got a good thing goin'
Adjust for two, too
Keep me in mind keep me in mind
manifesting in the funkiest way
I have so many memories on your goddamn couch
I like found myself there, and then lost myself
And then got way too high
Once more the ditch
An ocean of bodies now
Too many to count
Small and smaller
Glistening
in the morning sun . . .
Walking on bodies,
we fish out
love
I never have outgrown
It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore
And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store
In one way
Run, baby, run
You've got so many things to do
Sleep while you can
Cause tomorrow will not feel new
Growing too fast
All this labor with no
it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
My love, he makes me feel like nobody else
Nobody else
But my love, he doesn't love me
So I tell
down.
Two million people barely satisfy.
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late.
The eyes of honesty can achieve.
How many millions do we deceive
To deserve these empty hands
Across the cities, across this land
Through the valleys, and across the sand
To many people standin' in line
Too many people
one woman cry, too late
The eyes of honesty can achieve
How many millions do we deceive each day?
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
In
KILL
UNSPEAKABLE VIOLENCE
UNIMAGINABLE SUFFERING
TOO MANY BODIES
TOO LITTLE LAND
DECADES OF OPPRESSION BY MILITARY GOVERNMENTS
SUPPORTED BY AMERICA
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs, and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My
freedom
but in fact to die for him.
Die for him! Die for him!
From the glens and the mountains,
crossing braes fell to wilderness.
Warriors shepherds, after
too much hardship there's too much pain
There's too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I've been to your mountains I've been to your seaside,
When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs, and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My
hurt me so many times but this will be your last
The morning news will tell of how they found us side by side
But it won't tell the truth about our
often it's just a comic, not much more
Don't take it too serious, not many do
Read between the lines and you'll find the truth
Read all about it,
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