Lyrics:
the gizzard
With a little bit of last night's dinner, liver
Standby for the clan by the river
Built ramps in summer, tanned hides in the winter, anti-winner
a man take the life of another
They found Cora down by the side of the road
The newspaper said that they can't find the killer
Where he ran off to nobody
some rest
A 10 year old challenged you and put you to the test
A 1v1 for the ball, mans looking stressed
Maybe you can shoot a little better from
When i was a girl l had a favorite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels' in its glory
But she was
without the dope game
I still leave my t-shirts with my old thang
And I ain't splitting shit I need the whole thang
Whole thang! Whole thang!
They
ammo
In a blink, blammo, we cold packed the jam
No cold pack so Cro-Magnon man
Won't hold back homie
Start a cult, paint the world black
Old world
want it before
I bet they want it now
Trip to Vegas, bettin' it all
That's a poker town
Beef and Broc, Polo brown
Meet me by the polo grounds
Set up
On the day they buried Jean Juarez
World War One broke free
Like an angry river overflowing
Its banks impatiently
While mile on mile
The soldiers filled
smoothing out my disheeki
Im moons to the water rivers cant see me you in denile
Denounce any vocal pasafist
Im keepin pully practices
Do backflips for
this below the sky
To not to hurt her son
To not to let him die
Balder stood there encircled by gods
Thrown with stones, spears and hit
With sword
No
miles
To chill with the man himself
I'd probably roll up one big fat one
And say thanks for creative help
But how high do I gotta get
To see angels in
a first look in their babys eyes
Life
Look at that now
my great grandma 93 years old
she had a wild ride but her time had come
she took me by the hand
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Designer and most of man
Stands the front-end loader
Hold enough weight that'll compensate the share-holders
Powerful motor controls are mad
and watch it all go by
We could never find the peace
Of mind we need
We hid it all away for another day
Sit back everything's gonna be alright.
Rivers
don't bother and the sea don't recall,
Sometimes it's a dead man as wide as he's tall by a blue blooded matron, and under her shawl
Every night I pick
feeling so tired and not all that strong
Sonny works on the land, though he's barely a man
There's not much to do but he does what he can
Sits by his
by his window in his room by the stairs
Watching the waves drifting soft on the pier
Many years have rolled on, Sonny's old and alone
His Daddy
that's my lil' man-man
I bought him all new clothes and told him, "Either way it goes
You better stay down with two toes, do what you can-can"
'Cause
imagined
To never have substance at all
I once met an old man who told me a story
Of a great British empire living in glory
I sat down beside him
and time flies
An old man, sits alone trying hard to remember
But his memories gone up on the wall dressed up inside a frame hangs up a
Frame a couple
old opportunities gone
What of the elders
Story tellers in abandoned homes
Miss 'em all like, childhood
Reminisce with songs
Disputes, do they still
of being used
Rita, where you been so long
Rita, where you been so long
Down by that river in the middle of the night
Tumbled them dice right into a fight
And I found myself down in the alley
Down by the trash cans
I was minding my business I was doing my best
When I ran across the man
I pulled into San
"Lo! The desert-depths are stirr'd, And the reeds of Jordan quiver At the Baptist's herald word, Shake the shores of that old river.
Nearer comes
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