Lyrics:
of the moon
It was late, very late last summer
When I first got my time
Whoa it was late, very, very late last summer
You know when I first got my time
of the moon
It was late, very late last summer
When I first got my time
Whoa it was late, very, very late last summer
You know when I first got my time
murders
The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world
Slim Shady (let's go)
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I know I'll need her 'til the stars
very sad
It's time to make it better, the best I ever had
It's time to make it better, but nothing lasts forever
It's rude awakening time
And just maybe
Shrieks of Sheiks as they run
Across the movie screen
A thousand sand dune soldiers led
By an Arabian Queen
And the harem girls move like fancy
to your man
I can only think in terms of me
And now I understand
After waking enough times to think I see
The holy kiss that's supposed to last eternity
the sound of freedom's beating heart
Sirens flashing with earth and rockets stoning
You better love me like it's gonna be the last time
And tell the child
always there
How long does it last?
Can love be measured
By the hours of the day?
I have no answer now
But this much I can say
I know I need her
the sound of freedom's beating heart
Sirens flashing with earth and rockets stoning
You better love me like it's gonna be the last time
And tell the child
came right back
In, right back in on time
Hey hey hey hey hey yeah
I was a few bars early when
I got my very last drink
Somebody said play that song
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
How many times have we been here before?
How many pieces have to break?
So many reasons not to celebrate
But I hate to see you cry so let's drink
of course
Who rides a horse in Nashville? I might
I got bicycles for the kids, tricycles for the babies
M-80s, bottle rockets, bottles in my pocket
a bottle of wine.
We drank one bottle of wine,
and we all had a very good time,
talked of love and of life, and of reason and rhyme,
drinking one bottle
no lies
I'm packin' my bags for the very last time
There's no reason to run
There's no reason to hide
You're my soul, my love, my partner in crime
When
'bout two more''
Bottle by bottle I'm clearin' off that shelf
And I feel so good that I'm not quite myself
Now, they're tellin' me that I gotta find
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now
But this much I can say
I know I'll need him until the stars all
knows
Everybody knows
What if I'm tryin', but then I close my eyes
And then I'm right back, lost in that last goodbye?
And what if time doesn't do
Wake up it's so beautiful
For what could be the very last time
Twenty five, don't recall a time I felt this alive,
So wake up boo, there's so many
you're down a pool appears
The face in the water looks up
And she shakes her head as if to say
That it's the last time you'll look like today
Sail
two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Your head is humming and it
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some
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