Lyrics:
The Rural South, as described by Jean Toomer
At the turn of the century
Was the inspiration for
This song about two of
It's characters this is
About
spit venom
You're a bad bitch with a real good kitten
And I got the appetite of them fat black women
Wolf Gang in this bitch with a bunch of rats with
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh
I'ma die by my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck
Life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli'
I was blown away, baby, by your soft-shoe rope-a-dope
The bouquet of flowers that you saved somehow still give me hope
In the rain I saw you rowing
their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers in the back of a black limousine
Lotten da la da da da lotten da la a dee de dee
I'm talkin'
Fire of the sun
Flowers crumble into dust
The seed shall scatter and die
Light in her eyes
Pours black on their lives
We gather round
and I ain't June
But you can be my man in black tonight, baby, if you want to
Someday, I want the weddin'
Somethin' borrowed, somethin' blue
Flowers
eyes on
But a man of low degree stood by her side
And promised her he'd take her for his bride
Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on
Could it be
As seasons went by the knowledge that I
Was deceived by my brother and bride,
Would bring forth great visions of nightmarish lands,
Where foul truths had no
intravenous
It's war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don't give them martyrs no
In every day, hazy as it is, there is a flower
But I was blinded by the fog
I did not see any bloom
My life was like a black and white movie
A color
you all
For the gifts and the flowers
Thank you all
Now it's back to the showers
Don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today
Bless this
desperate to have for your bride
Too much conversing with a woman
Tends to dull a man's wit
Never be taken in by poets
Who claim that love if it's
eighteen was too early
Maybe thirty or forty is too
Did you get your chance to make peace with the man
Before he sent down his angels for you?
Mamas
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Don't you cherish me to sleep
Oh
Never keep your eyelids clipped
Hold me for the pops and clicks
I was only for the father's crib
Hair, old,
a bride
Young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried
And tell you why and ask you why any way you answer
Lace around the collars
you ever laid eyes on
Then a man of low degree stood by her side
And promised her he'd take her for his bride
Delta Dawn what's that flower you
the hours
In their ivory towers
Till there covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
[Chorus]
Talking bout you and me
And the games
as friends, never again
Out for revenge, you like to depend, stuck in your head, I said what I said
I sent you black flowers, you wanted them red, going in
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
BRANDUARDI
"fables and fantasies"
The Stolen Bride
Three long nights and sleep eludes me
Wait and watch and listen
But all I hear is the viper sliding
reconciled?
She says the mother of the storm has to roam the sky
Searching for her child. (Chorus)
Morning comes at last, and she's lying by my side.
She's got
The chill of my tears barely
Do you feel the sadness embraced by the weakness in me
How long can a soul go
Without meeting another of its kind
Black canyon
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