Lyrics:
away
And said that we can’t be friends till I find my peace,
I’m stuck at a payphone
Fall from a grace so high they still don’t
Even come close
the picture
I'm in my torture chamber
Surrounded by wicked spitters
I see these other actors rapping
But they not committed you're fake admit it
When they say
was up to me"
I go down to see the V.A. man
He said "Son don't you understand"
[chorus]
I had a buddy at Khe Sahn
Fighting off the Viet Cong
They
was up to me"
I go down to see the V.A. man
He said "Son don't you understand"
[chorus]
I had a buddy at Khe Sahn
Fighting off the Viet Cong
They
[Girl:]
Ooooo girl Bow said he was gon take me shopping
[Talking: Bow Wow]
Alright
Here we go
I got my bags packed
I'm on vacation baby
That's right
Long Way Down
Written by Tim Lynch
My dad and my uncle too
They sat me right down
And said Boy, what you gonna do
It was on a shady river bank
My
You said I was crazy
Bordering on sin
Call me old fashioned
But I just can’t give in
My broken teeth they hiss
My swollen tongue it slurs
But why
sunshine day has just gone overcast
No one ever said that this was going to be a blast
These are times they're nothing that we know
That headlong pace
to WA
My kin has brought me home
And unearthed my soul
So they said jump on board
I can make it worth your while
Way across the shallows
In
come down off the pole
Just flap the wings on your butt yeah
I had to go and blow the bag
Cause her ass was fatter
Took ya boy to the back room
Did a lap
runs back to you.
I was born in the morning of an early Autumn's day
My Father was a writer who taught me to play
Mother gave me the world
They said
Overwhelmed by choice
There's a crack in my voice
Never gonna get her
I wanna know better
I wish that you were right
Cause it's always a fight
You
them set down
No questions asked, no straws were drawn,
Was it for real like it is said, was it for the good
Or was it really for the bad.
Back in
The year 1963
The people's president
Was taken away
By security man
All dressed in a uniform of brutality brutality
Oh no ma my my black president
The year 1963
The people's president
Was taken away
By security man
All dressed in a uniform of brutality brutality
Oh no ma my my black president
It's funny, he says, I have this gift, apparently
People in the street all want to stop and be with me
He's got a family, though they don't see him
She called him up on the telephone
She said to him, I'm feeling alone.
All night long you could hear them moan
All across America
Late that night
She called him up on the telephone
She said to him, I'm feeling alone.
All night long you could hear them moan
All across America
Late that night
On the sunny Spanish coast, I met a queer 'ol lad,
He went by the name of Barry, across his knuckles read ACAB,
He told me he was an anarchist, but
driving my handsome biker drunk
Repeat verse
Well I was cursed said Esther
For leaving the reservation
The reservation and the coal mine stalked her
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Discuss these they said i was wrong by 360 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In