Lyrics:
To be or not to be a white van man
A prince without a plan
Hamlet is a bam, a boy who loves his mam
Don't mean to be a cynic,
Happy at the clinic
back in town with damaged lungs
& shot ear drums & misplaced kisses
& someone who misses
who misses me in kansas
the second i got out of the van
i
Duncan's in the can again, I'm crying all night
'Bout a guy with another guy waiting for me 'round the back
Heavy time, no go, next show
Bad cough, big
to the candy man in the van
In a perfect world yeah you can stand where I can stand.
Time for breaks
Ok take it away
never loved someone like you before
Chilly bow!
Yeeha!
Respect to the man in the ice cream van!!!
Over and out!
the truth
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Through the blacked out windows of the police van
You can see your last flash moments
Last summer things got hazy
And I ended up in a band
And I slept well through the daytime
On my stomach in the back of a van
And I was shouting
it's your right
Yer part of a generation with no future in sight
Yer tripping, yer slipping, yer fuckin' up your mind
Stay away from me man 'cause I
Misery beyond compare
Sweaty socks
A lady boxer
What's she got against fresh air?
I want an ocean and some sunscreen lotion
Take me to the beach with
Dogg and Snoop
Fell in love with rap before these rappers usin' autotune
Then bada-boom, dropped out of school and copped a mic, hopped in the booth
People jumpin out of vans, now we jumpin out of planes
Man I'm a B-A-B-Y Boy
A slim lil' dude but I ride big toys
And if you're from that West Bank holla
Is this all in the divine plan?
Ma gave birth in a broken down van
I don't wanna live, I don't wanna die
I've been too afraid to take a step
Heart but mi have the last laugh
Now yo si mi house big with the grass off
Straight K pop the champagne cork off
As mi wake go through mi gate
Mi
Gonna hit the van man you just don't understand total aggravation
Rolling down the highway doing ninety going my way in control
Gotta watch those
Caught by the fuzz
Well I was, still on a buzz
In the back of the van
With my head in my hands
Just like a bad dream
I was only fifteen
If
Some stupid chick in the checkout line
Was paying for beer with nickels and dimes
And some old man who clipped coupons
Had argued whenever they
The last summer that I saw you
At the BP with no cash
You were burnt out like an aspirin
And I was melting on your dash
And this was years ago
Maurice van Hoek - Old Enough To Know Better
Grew up in a small town
There wasn’t much to do
Stealing fruit from the market
Just to feel something
in no piece
Been through somedays pullin' up with the G
On my way but I ain't from the street
Get on a long drive goin' through the night
Light it up
Yeah, yeah
Uh, the flyest niggas in the world
The flyest niggas in the world
Yo, yo tri-colored Cubans, yellow-white-rose
Savage with a package
Head in your hands
It always happens too soon
When it happens to you
Life's short and it's cruel
Drunk in a van
A million miles away
With
better off in my Van Gogh
Somewhere where between Michael Jordan and Michelangelo
I ride around the 6 with my windows up for the antidote
Fuck the status
ghost yeah
I just wanna cause a scene
All eyes on me
In a Bona magazine
Man I swear it’s in my genes
Right foot on the gas in a two door, just me
Eddie had a van|A pawn shop PA and a Marshall amp|I had that Stelly(?) and an old mic stand|And we were on our way||Set up in Tom's garage|We
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