Lyrics:
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
The elevated train by my window
Doesn't faze me anymore
The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams
It's a lullaby, in its way
The elevated
The elevated train by my window
Doesn't faze me anymore
The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams
It's a lullaby, in its way
The elevated
for my girl
It's a man's world, I feel like James Brown
Smoking power at the Trump tower
Nigga gassing, laughing, watching Richard Pryor
Fuck a job I
more but you just gon have to wait for the interview
A menace on these tracks like a train rob
Every time you see me brand new whip, brand new paint job
I just made a oner, I ain’t done a thing
A lil favour for my bruddah
Errand for a king
So I made a little butter
A couple sides of mutton
Got it from
James, come on home
You've been gone too long baby
We can't let our hero die alone
We miss you day and night
You left town to live by the rifle
of a time when you could hear what I say
Caroline, won't you just escape my mind?
And I'm waiting for that train again
To catch your distant smile
Waiting for
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Talking to goons daily
Pray to God and still waiting on a answer to my prayers
But the rent man waiting, on a check for the rent
Down to my last cent, no
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
to these words on the pages
I'm caught in a brainstorm, blind in the mayhem
On the platform as I'm patiently waiting
For another train of thought and my mind
contributions
Like a roommate
Paid dues
By the due date
For you to tell me
I'm to late
Who's late
Shino's in
The room
Don't you fumigate
Turn this into
The Kumite
lay here with me?
She's been waiting on a train
And I, for one, can't bare no change
And I just don't care who gave her
Flowers on her way
A gust
come by when I see this weekend, are we gonna eat
This the long ladies
Sonny, you're late
Oh, don't worry about it, I know you love me
Me and my cousin
attend
at the crossroad
l'm waiting for
I'm waiting for a man
I'm waiting for the man
I'm waiting for the hoochie coochie man
yeh hoochie coochie man
"I
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
(((And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took
they'll still talk about us when we've died.
JESUS
The end...is just a little harder, when brought about by friends.
For all you care, this wine
And i'm waiting for this train
The train that never stops
This train that I got off
The train that'll take me away, one day
Business men, with their
Trains and bloats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
For someone else but not for me
The trains and the boats and planes
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