Lyrics:
(WOMAN)
One
(MAN)
Hollow bed burning frozen dark lamp
(WOMAN)
One
(MAN)
Empty coat longing snow solo
(WOMAN)
One
(MAN)
Red void eye broken ruin
Miasma, choking asthma
Billowing mountainous, gargantuan things
The plasma seeping 'twixt like melted red down rusted sinks
Pursued by flash
to see
Sleepin and a grinnin under the old oak tree
Sleepy old Rippy a mountain harmony
Twenty years that's mighty long
Snoozin and a snorin was his
but new
A street was missing a building
The kids had something to do
There was a feeling the spirit was leaving
Red like a marker
So my tribe, with my
Yeah we could have it all
It all, It all, no no
Pulled up on you matte black 812 Superfast, Royal Oak AP on
Take her shopping at Neiman's, she want
our Master feast
And sacrifice the whores!
We shall summon the end!
We shall rule desert land!
We’ll enslave the free folks!
In the Sabbath of the Oak
Wide eyed furs
Red Runners
Will I be a shrine grazer, or a seed planter
Bright eyes gleam
In mountain dreams
The owl and otter bear are my
baby, I can stand
I been meek, hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke
And friends will arrive and disappear
You want me, honey baby,
on walls we watched them dive
Hop, peck at crumbling brick
Slight frames shimmered against red
We'd gather twigs, leaves
Offerings left at the base
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
They say from acorns great oak trees do grow
And from evil man the genocide does flow
From the expenditure the shock waves spread
And the innocents
them, our pastures go seed
They are gone where the forests of oak trees before
Have gone, to be wasted in battle.
Down from the green farmlands
At Lehigh Township Valley Girl gives a smile
At Manville her train moves another mile
Valley Girl with ribbons in her hair
Oak Island is served
And the winding mountain beauty calls me in
There's a lonely oak reaching out it's empty arms
Its falling colors always to return from where they came
There's
Cyka
Big ball energy
I got that big ball energy
Big like a humvee
Thick like an oak tree
Wide like the red sea
Big ball energy
Fat like a Gerry
Hairy
to me
Blonde pigtails, red cowboy boots
Bringing me back to my roots
Learned to write about what life brings
And things aren’t always what they seem
It’s
where the old live oak slowly sways and moans in the southern snow
Ghost wind whistling like a haunted house
Against the window pane, hear it's lonely
In Massachusetts
In Massachusetts
In Massachusetts
In Massachusetts
We go in our golden sedan
Pack only what you need
Look back at the oaks
bath mirror,
Red as blood
And I was tired.
For a minute short, there was a wonder.
A sense after the momentary weird blur,
In the space of expectancy
On the hard blocks of the Chi
Even I think about moving out to River Oaks
As my liver soaks in mad Hennesy
'Cause I have a bad tendency
To do a lot
to turn them or pastures go see (seed)
They are gone where the forest of oak trees before
Have gone, to be wasted in battle.
Down from the green
Walk, walk, walk,
Hold the line.
Walk walk walk,
On the other side of the river,
Deep in the live oak wood,
We better get ourselves together,
Yonder
Down in the meadows the other day
A-gath-ring flowers both fine and gay
A-gath-ring flowers, both red and blue
I little thought what love could do
I
loved her from the start
How was I to know she?d have a cold black heart
Well Maggie was my true love, the only kiss I knew
I?d meet her at the oak tree
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