Lyrics:
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
can hide
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And it's high time
at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural
Fired a week later the manager count the churros
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirror
How we out
the fuse
And spread the news, you lose
To the damager, microphone manager
Cold crush, and bruise, and bandage a amateur
That amateur, swingin'
major if I met all their demands
I could be a corp'ral into corp'ral punishment
Or the gen'ral manager of a large establishment
They pat some good
at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural
Fired a week later the manager count the churros
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirror
How we out
the fuse
And spread the news, you lose
To the damager, microphone manager
Cold crush, and bruise, and bandage a amateur
That amateur, swingin'
major if I met all their demands
I could be a corporal into corporal punishment
Or the general manager of a large establishment
They pat some good
manager said that I should not appear.
I walked out onto the stage and started to speak.
The first night I've missed for a couple of years,
I
Your manager has ripped you off and gone somewhere
Standing on the top
Standing on the top, (top)
On the top getting down, yeah
Standing
And you know that street knowledge is givin' the punch
I gotta say what's happenin' to my manager
Pay sharp and May, and you know she don't play
the fuse
And spread the news, you lose
To the damager, microphone manager
Cold crush, and bruise, and bandage a amateur
That amateur, swingin'
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
dey shout for studio
Obasanjo turn vocalist
Yar'Adua road manager
Every government statement
Seven billion naira missing
Missing from oversea
Foreign
a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it
baby Big Mike
And Trap-A-Holics, and, um
Sticks Malone and DJ Infamous and DJ Drama
Um, I also have a very crazy manager
Her name is Debra Antney
today...
The manager told her to completely forget...
If you ever go to bed, I'll kill you...
Do I tell the whole world that I'm mentally ill?
Go
of strutting round the stage
Our Don Juan must lose some weight
It's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age
And my managers must learn
That their place is in
on shootin is silly
Because niggaz could be hidin in showers with Mac Billy's
So I freaked em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican
Gloria, from Historia, I went
diggin' on the isotopes
This metaphysics shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent
baby Big Mike and Trapaholics
And um, Sticks Malone and DJ Infamous and DJ Drama
Um, I also have a very crazy manager
Her name is Debra Antney
Jerry Lee's manager has just stepped off the plane
Let's see if he'll make a statement
Say, sir, could you come over to our microphone?
Uh, say, sir?
crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with nines
Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
And shot a customer last year
He figured
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