Lyrics:
Nightingale I aint one to kiss tell
King leonidas
I kick you down that wishing well
I aint one one to ring my bell
Or toot my own horn
But im hung
of the best/ still Im humble when I do it/ be this way till my death
Lake city, Conway/ take a trip to the beach/ puffing sticky by the bay/ trying to find me
the water
See the nice gifts that he bought her
I'm so thrilled I could die
And he might just be a psychopath
Or he might just make it big
Who's to say
and true, all of six foot two
But they broke me across the back
By a name I'm known and it's not my own
For they call me Crooked Jack
The ganger's
the spector spits
West coast, were following mrs. Sun
I'm not upset,its time we have some fucking fun
Hollywood mister do a little break, you better lay off.
High holiday
And everyone's together
By the hearthside they will stay
Inside from the weather
Everyone together
But I'm far away
On this high
a photofit
On a wanted poster
On the Sukhumvit
Oh no I don't know what he did man
But I stand by my brother
Or yeah we gonna make it big man
One way
Goodnight
Well, it's after midnight and the skies are shining bright,
And a big fat moon is dancing on the sea, and I'm thinking oh my...
I remember wishing I was older
Always something big around the corner
But as the years go by I'm growing younger
Open eye and head still filled
concieved to die,
And I could pass you by with that look on my face,
That says "hey go fuck off,"
I'm leaving this place,
So warm up the pavement hot,
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holdin' the keys to a brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside it sure is a nice
before the double bed
When the carpets all were red
[Chorus]
Maybe at the traffic light
When I see that big white sign
Just by chance in my
holidays
The beach like summer break
I don't need proof that I was there
My big brother's wedding
Hope I'm not regretting
The dress that I decide
Arizona?
They say there's no love left in the big cities. It's kinda true.
I guess you'll find me coming soon to a small town near you.
I'll sell my guitar
brother Ghetts right now
This one called Good Heart
Big up all my good-hearted people out there, yeah
Stay shining
Love
(Sounds of the Sir)
Good
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live
in by yourself
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
cause she got a peg leg
Shot your milk, she didn't swallow it?
That's cause girl was lactose intolerant
Smoke with E, you gonna have fun
Oh, but by
say it's not
Big enough and throw it away? will the honeymoon at Gilman Street and
Watch a zillion crummy bands? will pots and pans be flying in two
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live
in by yourself
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
whole family is from that farm
And we never did nobody harm
And if you're confused by what you've heard
Let me boil it down to a single word
I wanna
Human' fuckin' being I show you rock the beat
Come to the point in your head mind
I explain my plan point by point
So insert the coin take it easy I'm
Vowed it would be my life or his'n
I'm not afraid of death but oh
What will I do if you leave me?
Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'
You made that
on beans, remember nothing, uh, huh?
Yo, pussy ninja, I'm a fuckin' psycho!
Do not try to fight hoe
Lil bitch, you might die by a cut throat
You! Bitch!
Watch TV all night long
Nobody tell you what to do
I know I'm everything he just can't wait to be
But if it was up to me
I'd ride my bike down
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