Lyrics:
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Five drinks in on Friday night
We only came to dry your eyes
And get you out of your room
Now this bar has closed its doors
I
"Forget him, don't you know he's a loser?"
Who would love a woman turn around and abuse her? (oh)
Only a fool as described by the Tribe
Here's another
childhood in the good ol' days
Deep in the night, tears in her eyes
She gets down on losers by the dashboard lights
No one to cling to, nobody cares
Cause
on and on and last long
Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats
ALL ALONE NOWHERE TO GO
WATCHA GONNA DO?
TAKE A LOOK OUTISIDE YOUR DOOR
SHE'S THERE WAITING FOR YOU!
ECSTASY IS IN HER EYES
SHE'S SWEETER THAN
the potion
And once hit the groove everything is in motion
We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around
And all of my homies on lock down, we
calls out your name
you know there's a loser in this game
bank it all on a face down card
raise it blind on a double bluff
just so you feel like you're
Prison Bed Blues - Acoustic music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2000, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013, 2020 Bucketstomp Productions
All
to the losers who are hurt by luck
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck
Henry, dear Henry and his afterglow, he told me things I did not know
He could see
a loser
And he really hated being that
Lonnie parked the Buick and ran down Pacific St.
It was 12.15 and he wanted to be outside
The Texas School Book
And all the little children that 'round your table grow
The cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
We wish
last cold-turkey attack
I tremble and shiver at the sound outside my door
Instrument of release by my side
The spike, the hose, the blackened spoon
Twenty and twenty-four
Now I'm running for the door
csk myself how much is my life worth
The winners shout, the losers curse
Recall it, chapter and verse
Intro
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KRS One.
Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Widdy bye bye bye bye
someday comes back
Two, three, four
Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Now I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers
feelings
The only thing I wanna believe
When I was three, and free to explore
I saw her face on the back of the door
Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy
Oh,
down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
In an Arizona town one day
Bill Venero heard them say
That a band of Apache Indians
Were on the trail that way
Heard them tell of murder done
Three
One, two, three
Dream killer
Don't be naïve, there's a darkness deep in the stream
Smile and wave as it floats on by
Or dive on in and enjoy
they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck
down
Somehow, I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
3:02
The space in this room has turned on me
All my fears have cornered me here
Me and my TV
So this is what it's like when you lose
It can be fun if you choose
You can be the one with the dream
With three years past, what did it mean
Did you
of forgotten dreams
I out-grew like a pair of worn-out jeans
Peering down the front hall behind this kicked in door
The dust and rain have done a number
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Make sure nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row
Bob praise be to Nero's
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