Lyrics:
Words sail
Out into the wind
Their meaning
Taken by time
Your deep seeing eyes
Ancient stars
We wanted only to love
How will I find you
bags and a digital scale and
Rubber bands all by the money counter
Got raid spray you know how the bugs be
Got a fan in the window by the love seat
And I
So many different religions
And so many different churches
And if God really loves me
Then why does life keep hurting me?
Have you ever asked any
y'all)
Das EFX, EPMD, and Ice Cube (hey y'all, hey y'all)
House of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Cypress Hill, yeah,
Mom and Poppa won't let her go.
But when she goes out dancing
She breaks out on her own.
She's hot enough to burn the house down.
Mom and Poppa
To Chicago, bringin' the New Orleans groove
And when Satchmo blew, the audience knew
Basil Street blues was the whole house tune
It was music, great to dance
this white boy, slangin my herb
D.P.G. to the fullest young 'cause
My homeboy Ricky said, "Show me some love!"
He got the club with this fool named
lives way back down the hollow
I take her by her lily white hair
And into the woods we wonder
Her daddy was a river man
As mad as a hatter
Her mama
thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me.
Ah yes! I was wrong
Again,
I was wrong.
Life
We don't need no great big house on a hill top
Just a share croppers shack by a railroad track
And a well in the back will do
Though few may find
pointed smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Ah yes, I was wrong
Again I was wrong
Life is lonely again
And only last year
Everything
everyone would love to drown
Now it's gone, they say it doesn't matter what for
When you build your house, then call me
It was just like a great dark
eventually
I take it if they don't give it to me
Swear all of it was written for me (yep, yep)
By a higher card just spiritually (up, up)
Up in the wages,
high
Washington was my destination
And now who am I?
I'm the chosen party giver
For the White House clientele
And they know that I deliver
What
fire burning through my house
Great fire burning through my house and heart
Great fire burning
All because of you
Fires burning spreading
said, "Photos: twenty-five cents each"
Black and white, saw a '30s bride
And two lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house
The kinda love that
coming home to your house.
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house.
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house.
By land or sea I'm coming
love for Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle
I feel
If an old friend lets you down
And a true love can't be found
Till the blue skies come around
I'll be right by your side
Journey far and travel
A love song with no validity
Pretend you never meant that much to me
Numb, a Valium child, bored by meaningless collisions
A lonely stretch
(Good evening ladies and gentlemen welcome to the Grand Ole Opry
We got a great show lined up for you tonight here
Brought to you by Martha White
by
And the sadness there at times is so great I can't help but cry
And thought it's reality it seems more like a dream
That some of them have
so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
On my way back from a wedding
I drove round some of the old streets
I got swept up by the memories
Of cold nights and warm sheets
I parked outside
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