Lyrics:
This field guide's got no soul
Digging for the sacred in a man-made hole
The soil gets harder, the shovel won't behave
I just dug myself into a six
than Nietzshe
I'm sure you'd like to meet me
I am loved
By the maker who's so clever
I was made to live forever
Though my body turns to sand
And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones
An' a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones
Some of the worst paparazzi's I've
on the horn and said
"Clef, your on the cover of
the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones"
No more struggling, good life we loving it
You could live it
Firepower
Petrifies
Firepower
The die is cast, make no exceptions
We're forged by evil to compel
Come rally 'round this flag of freedom
Our unions
Church clap, let me hear the church clap (church clap)
Church clap, let me hear the church clap
Gimme dat, church mother in they church hat, clap
Man
To keep our lives going
Pops (pops) where in the world have you gone
I see Momma (momma) by the telephone
Waiting (waiting) but you don't call
Tears
God's word and Man's Wills was realized
Seeing opposing parallel lives some liquid, other frozen. Let me to never
seek from man what God has chosen.
heard that in America every man was free
To live the way he chose to live and be who he could be
Some of them were farmers there and tilled the frozen
and man, nuh mingle wid nuh Rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a dead man
Either by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks pass mi m-I
Well, fi live
control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control
Ladies and gentleman
Your man, Mr. Nasir Jones is proud to present
My man, Jo-Vaughn
Some of you
could never live without you
You know that what I feel has to be true
'Cause you're my, my sweet lover
I pray you have your soul to keep
Old school
when I transmit
I am the man-a of the family 'cause the pants fit
I want to let forensics prove, that I can mends groove
With the thread from needle
It hasn't always been this way
I remember brighter days
Before the dark ones came
Stole my mind
Wrapped my soul in chains
Now I live among
cover
Touring with 7D coverage
Live bands, two buses, my own cash
No budget, no major label fundings, Jets baby
We went from crawling to walking
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
"Vampire Hunger" Lyrics
by Ten-Headed Skeleton
I got a few dead fans live without a plan or live without a stomach and form more hands or don't man
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live
looking at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
our whole lives running
From people who would be
The death of you and me
'Cause I can feel the storm clouds sucking up my soul
Let's run away
Set Me Free
I was born on a dusty backroad
Raised on skynard, Hank, some Willie, and Jones.
We scraped by just by the skin of our teeth
Where I'm
the key
Rocking to the rhythm of a ragtime band
Black flag wave on on my truck my man
Blasting for jones and the great unknowns
Got cheap cologne
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