Lyrics:
of sand
My love for life is fueled by
The love for my man
I love his mother and
The silly mystic man
Some people think he's bad
They say he doesn't
all about.
'Cause it hurts to love someone, that you can't have all by yo'self.
It hurts to love someone that you can't have all by yo'self
[spoken words – probably Dan Dixon]
'Cause it hurts to love someone, that you can't have all by yo'self.
Ahh, tell me about it, Lonnie. [spoken words –
corporeal substance
signifies nothing less
than what is
forged by the father
self-centered alter
Hook
I am calling on my higher self
I am Reaching for my higher self
I will die in my higher self
If it means being alone by my self
Are you
up
Swing by the quick stop
Grab a couple Rocky Tops
Then ease on out your way
To your place around 8 o'clock
Well I'm just ready to ride this
False prophets
And leaders
Followed by abject believers
In effect stay devout
In the pocket of the deceiver
We defy this world of flies
We decay
I'm dancing on air, haven't a care
I'm on the beam
Time's flying by
And I'm flying high
I'm walking on wings
And ev'rything's peaches
I'm sitting on the curb
By the empty parking lot
Of the store where they let me play the organ
I'm waiting for my ride
But I want to wait inside
me easy lovin'
Night by night you caught me in your web
My self control was overruled by passion
Now I couldn't see the heartache up ahead
Woman,
And now the final frame, love is a losing game
Played out by the band, love is a losing hand
More than I could stand, love is a losing hand
brother
You should see me brush my hair
And pick out the clothes I'll wear
Even reach my toys way high on the self
There are so many things I
Can do all by
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by my self
No fun to be alone
In love with nobody else
Well, maybe go
was all by my-self
Grab his hat and fix the brim
Pretending I was him
No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many
I think you got a low self opinion man
I see you standing all by yourself
Unable to express the pain of your distress
You withdraw deeper inside
who oughta know
I'm the one left in the dust
Yeah I'm the broken hear ted fool
Who was never quite enough
I'm an insider, I been burned by
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
So...
I got
at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just said "hi"
He was thinking
Just a country freak
Just a country freak
Just a country freak
Here here by my self
By my self
Just a country freak
Just a country freak
Here
they try
They've got to pay time and time again, time and time again
I'll be praying to my higher self
And I'll be standin' there, where the boats go by
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like
Self-Righteousness music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
1992, 2020 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2020 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights
want to try for two,
Guess he'll get along without no help,
Live all his life on the mountain by his-self
only for the night
Before the morning comes the story's told
You take my self, you take my self control
Another night another day goes by
I never
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