Lyrics:
enough to paint my name in the sky
Fuck this game
Get a little bit of chains and get by
Mindframe of a nigga out his brain doin' time
This is heroine,
in the road
Slow-go, slow-poke
Little white church,
Blue skies, red dirt
Pearl snap shirts and American honey
C'mon y'all get lost in the country
a catch
In the darkness when you
When you turn the lights on
There's always a catch
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
All I wanna do is tell
Lights cameras all for the movies
Mardi gra
My dad the king of the carnival
Shine baby girl you're a star ya know
Posing front page of the article
about 9 o'clock
The great ship Titanic began to reel and rock
Husbands and wives
Little children lost their lives
Wasn't it sad, wasn't it sad
When that
tomb
Let's presume I know a little to nothing about you
But assume that I'm tearing it up so why not
Consume by the fire them fumes
Leave you choking
to the sky
"Oh please Mr. Father Tree, the tallest of all
I'm so afraid and so alone
Could one little Christmas tree
So tiny and small light up someone's
bag on the side of the passenger side of the ride nigga
Everybody chillin' over here
Better watch what you say when you rockin' my way little nigga like
I know that you know
I loaned a little piece of me away to you
Passed by you last night
His passenger side and wondered if you dreamed about me
Isak what the fuck
I know you see the light, when you fuckin' on me all night
It don't take much to see, for me to know that I'm fuckin' you right
Somebody girl in the passenger start to ride
I know I seem sneaky and a little More freaky
How could I cheat girl I seem so Geeky stop talking crazy u need
my passenger but you had just departed
I still see your face in the stars
So I pour me up a little
And I try to fix this heartache
I just left
ignites
And the tires start screeching
And the bitches start screaming
Intoxicated from the party we're leaving
Backwoods in the passenger with all
that special chord
One can only release by screaming with the power that is yours
Vigor of Captain Planet, save the home that you adore
That pollution is
Your face streaks by through
The window of a subway car
I search for your eyes
But you're already too far
Another passenger
Floating down the line
She waited by the moon
She was sick with fear and cold
She felt too old for all of this
Of course she never showed
She lugged her suitcase to the bus
keep my cool as long as the fucking grams go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon'
[Starting Verse]
Down in Dixieland, where the spirits high
Alabama country, beneath that southern sky
Melodies playin', on an acoustic guitar
Singin'
Know the road gets hard
And you just wanna leave
I ain't ever too far
Just have a little faith in me
When all the fears you hide
Are all you can
ain't in the passenger seat of my bronco baby where did you go?
Would it have mattered at all if I'd asked you to stay?
Are you hanging around some new
me"
But the passengers they knew right from wrong
For the people all said
"Sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat" (sit down)
Oh, the people
for you until we hit the gas
My passenger princess
This time I know it'll last
Through the city lights
Riding here all night
It feels so right that
I
Drums: Liam Genockey
Bass Guitar: Pete Zorn
Keyboards: Ian Lynn
Woodblocks: Frank Ricotti
Acoustic Guitar: Gerry Rafferty
Clarinets/Strings Arranged By
a little Steve Earle Copperhead Road
I'll lighten your load anyway I can
I used to have this gal she nagged all the time
And she went through my money like
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