Lyrics:
blazing much too bright
I know that I should sit out on a darkened pier
Feeling the life that is not lived by chance
And yes I know it's just lousy old
the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for
and three eights
Woken up by sirens too many times for Pete's sake
Lookin' over balcony, car zooming, police chase
Really from the jungle, guess that's what
changing too
Rivers of whiskey and bloody Mary mornings
Were causing my plans to fall through
But when I was down, I met me an angel
Flying too close
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines on Loch Lomond.
Where me and my true love spent many many days,
On the banks
Music: S. Drover, G. Drover
Lyrics: S. Drover
Stranded amongst the highest mountain
Unseen by the human eye
Knowing our voices cannot be heard
fight
Then bump Kendrick Lamar's Alright
Wanna know why we need the Ankh
PTSD by Pharaohe Monch
Mos Def, Talib Kweli,
Ice Cube too so many more G!
What
of thirst
Dying of thirst
Too many sins
I'm running out
Somebody send
Me a well for the drought
See, all I know, is taking notes
On taking this life
lies
Too many people that I tolerate
My happiness i underestimate
Now i need to communicate
To collaborate
Speculate to accumulate
No regrets of what I
it's hard to wake up in the morning
Mind full of demons
I don't wanna hear them anymore
Got me heartbroken, fine
So many babies screaming
Cause they
dress up in their white linen too
Blue rose and drew the curtain back on the morning
And you said holly-hey, and with a teary tilt
For you were
the same
'Cause the game is never won
By standing in any one place
For too long
Maybe it was you or maybe it was me?
But there was a chord in you that
ballers or the amateurs
I won't let you ruin my dreams or Harvey Weinstein the kid
Good morning, Matt Lauer, can I live?
Look at my new digs
The rooftop
STILL WALKING
Oh the morning such a morning
And we’re feeling bad about
walking up that hill
Take this morning take this moment
To read the signs
(rise)
My ghetto queen, rise (rise)
Don't be afraid to try (try)
Too many of us died for the door to open wide
My brother be wise, stay focused
myself about five too many and I walked up tall and proud
I faced his back and I faced the fact that he had never stooped or bowed
I said Tiger Man you're
for beats
Ain't slept in weeks
Got too many freaks
Seen too many geeks
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat
To unseat the wack
I'm
Kevin's basement with all my friends
Provided we can get, get our lazy asses down to Bottle King by ten
And the walk home is going to be a real shit
(Leonard Feather)
[This song was a hit for Dinah Washington in 1949 and was also covered by Billie Holiday]
Well good morning baby welcome back
just as good
You're right from your side
I guess I'm wrong from mine
We're both just one too many mornings
cn' a thousand miles behind
Lyrics by Bob
down.
Two million people barely satisfy.
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late.
The eyes of honesty can achieve.
How many millions do we deceive
by the hundreds everywhere I went.
I must've brought rest to the restless, fed the hungry too,
I must've done something great to get to have you.
When
specific. Drunk by evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size. 2 days later, still heading east towards the holy
too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by
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