Lyrics:
and their butcher`s hooks
[Chorus:]
They`re hunting us down here with Liberty`s light
A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty
Pursued by
by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory of fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey, Mr.
to be a hero
Funny, how time can fly right through you fingers
When the parade passes by, you know it's too late then
When your lifelong fantasy floats
roads are a trail of volcanoes
Exploding with refugees
It seems to me
We're all walking down the same road
To wherever it ends
The pity is
a dreamer now, only one final serenade
And these are the last words I have to say
Before another age goes by
With all those other songs I have to play
Caught a bullet that probably destroyed
A good kid in a mad city, slightly annoyed
I walk down the street with no heat and
Run into beef when I’m just
Black enchanting eyes,
Cut through my heart
With no regret or sign of life
They tear apart my pride
And cold runs through my veins
I feel their stare
I was meant to be by your side
And I have waited here a long time
For you to turn around and notice me
But now you're here holdin' hands with me
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
In the whip on a Tuesday night, got the music high
And you by my side, side
Top down and the moon is high and the mood is right
And you're by my
the road
Be the man that cut the check, so please respect Young Hov
Before I hit y'all with the TEC
And turn ya lights down low, whoa
Lights get low
Cathy's staying in to make sure nothing happens
All aboard the freak parade
I cover up my head and pray
I'm praying for the light
Down amongst the old
Well, she must have been a dancer
In some other part of life
She moves with the music
And she always finds the light
Up on her toes
She twirls all
by Dickey Betts
(c) 1980 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. and Pangola Publishing Company
We've been through hell and high water,
Ready to go through
films
Like Butch held hands with the Sundance Kid
I think of all the stuff we should've did
Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers
could make it to Cheyenne or Amarillo by morning (by the morning)
Man, she feels like a woman
Like I heard her on the radio
Driving down that red dirt
And the demons light a-sailin' by his side
Stormin' down the airwaves comes the protest and the prayin'
And the love that shone down from the sun to the world
And the demons light a-sailin' by his side
Stormin' down the airwaves comes the protest and the prayin'
And the love that shone down from the sun to the world
came in the mail
A scale and some Arm & Hammer
Soul-gold grill and a baby mama
Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
Stack of question with no answers
she brought you down
You say you're fine, I know you better than that
Hey, what you doin' with a girl like that?
She wears high heels, I wear
(chorus)
Lets rock the world with music give Jah creation this love
When I Iook around oh Jah the world is up side down;
If tears could fill your
When I recall just how it felt
When I went walking down by the take
My soul was free, my heart awake
When I walked down into the town
their weapons down
But there won't be a big parade tonight
When a hero comes marchin' home again
And his stayin' home woman's gettin' tired of her
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