Lyrics:
farm and seven hungry mouths to feed
And yet and somehow our homefire never flickered once
Cause when all the things went wrong
Mama took the hymn
was given me
By a girl i used to know
I guess i read it front to back
Fifty times or so
Now you hold this piece of glass
Up to the light that's
You say you never look back on life
A book you've already read
The pages blew by and so you did
So you did
You'd never look back for me
Though i
the bed
read a book I've never read
any minute you will show
and I'm wondering where did you go?
Where'd you go? Where'd you go?
I wanna know
Where
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
in my eyes cause I never blink
And I can read it on your mind every time you think
I'm the sick side of circlin' spells
And I'm surrounded for
Liar!
Flatt`ry words and cold look.
I can read you like a book,
By the curve of your brow.
You are lying even now.
You`re a liar!
Cruel!
Loving you
Liar!
Flatt`ry words and cold look.
I can read you like a book,
By the curve of your brow.
You are lying even now.
You`re a liar!
Cruel!
Loving you
ill, I know they can
But, you're feelings they cannot read
And communication is the key
See this structure is under attack, Jack
And all see it from
to this world
To learn all songs
To read all of the books
Torn by the crowd and left for the crows
Left by the crows and trampled by the crowd
She said run
came to this world
To learn all songs
To read all of the books
Torn by the crowd and left for the crows
Left by the crows and trampled by the crowd
you see one
And don't try to be one, you fuckin' peon
I been like Deon for eons
You ain't nothing but a biatch
Messed around and let me read up
I
on sale
These books
Aren't written in a different language
Some of them were written by you
Hey can you read the title page to me
It's in your handwriting
change
By organizing protest Marchas contra the whites
All along never realizing
It's just a Census count in plain sight
I don't read books I writem
Use
You see me standing there
Move a little closer take a look
You see an ordinary man
You think that you can read me like a book
So you cast me
to cry
This is not goodbye
For I will always love you
My love is an open book
If you take a look you can read between the lines
I smile and say 'I'm
've a right to be rotten
With the killer-instincts of an old flame who's slain you
I just finished the book, and some of it's true
Disgusted by the rust
to be
Haven't you
Heard the messages
Haven't you
Read the passages
There's a ghost who
Is going to haunt me for all my life
I'll bet he never touches you
to be
Haven't you
Heard the messages
Haven't you
Read the passages
There's a ghost who
Is going to haunt me for all my life
I'll bet he never touches you
Who's that I see not doin' any good?
Why it's a little-read Bible book!
Hey there, little-read Bible book, you sure have been forsook
You're never
dirty dish in the sink
Please, don't make me see these things
The books on your shelf that you never read
The hunting knife you kept by your bed
gonna do?
Let 'em censor books, let 'em censor art
PMRC, this is where the witch hunt starts
You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we learn
you, loving you is easier than breathing
With you, I'll never sing another song about leaving
And those books of poetry would always leave me cold
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