Lyrics:
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
Tired of living in your one horse town
You'd like to find a little hole in the ground
For awhile
Born the daughter of a comedian
Middle of the 80s
Someone turn that awful mouth-breathing down
Or else
Sally Hatchet lives in a hole in
A chief's stuff was on the ground
I started robbing son
Fire in the hole
We was stopping cars
That's what they get for
Driving down Simon Bolivar
Fire in
A single soul will go
The footsteps on the white
There's an unholy light
There's a hole in the sky
Something evil's passing by
What's to come - when
a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For
pretty good at waiting
While I go running around
Well, that's just the way it is, you know
I got a hole in my pocket
You give me love and I drop it
can, as she can
It's a good thing you don't have a bus fare
It would fall through the hole in your pocket
And you'd lose it in the snow on the ground
And if you neither one of them
Then I gotta answer
Every question with a bullet
Hole in my hammer like VH1
That's far beyond your comprehension
Like a deaf
get to swim now
'Cause we got an above ground sitting out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up 'til it started running thin
We
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat
You
on the ground
You got to walk into town
To find a job
Tryin' to keep your hands warm
When the hole in your shoe
Let the snow come through
And chill you
way and that's a pity
But in the words of Norma Desmond
The movies got small not Paul not Paul not Paul not Paul
A drink at the Jackson Hole
Two cokes
A single soul will go
The footsteps on the white
There's an unholy light
There's a hole in the sky
Something evil's passing by
What's to come - when
clearly
Face down in a hole
Press toward the light and the light will ground you
Go with the flow and the flow will drown you
Hey now, there's always
a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
on the ground
You got to walk into town
To find a job
Tryin' to keep your hands warm
When the hole in your shoe
Let the snow come through
And chill you
ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Real nigga shit, pussy niggas gon hate
Pound of the kush call that bitch pound cake
I hit it from the back
And make that
a hole in the ground where with a satisfying weight
I drop one down to the heart of London
Down to the heart of London
Chorus:
With courtly admiration
Honey, don't you want to go?
Left eye, right eye
Take a look around
Everybody's heading
For a hole in the ground
And it's the Dance of Shiva
It's
Operation Des: A nesta nana led 'em on
An an arriba led it on and a side of Paul
Waterfall lookin' at the time I messed
A nana lime oh reached
Hallelujah, sing Hallelujah,
Don't let them fool you again
sing Hallelujah
By now I'm sick and tired of just
living in this hole,
so I took the ancient
of the street
So close to the ground watching everybody's feet
Paul Simon says we're feeling groovy
But the world is turning everyone is moving
Wish I could move
Lucky that I didn't crack you
Bitch, you're a black hole
Sucking me in your vacuum
Yeah, I cracked my windshield
Lucky that I didn't crack you
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