Lyrics:
He rode through the crossroads without slowing down
Just breaking loose, blowing the hell out of town
Twenty years on the line with nothing to show
my seventh day feel like approaching twenty years
Oh yeah! What a big song! What a big song!
Despite this there are still some stars hidden by
'em next time round we're voting us not you
Can't buy the diesel or your half-priced food
Twenty fucking years of austerity blues
You don't know me
You
I was born in the summer of my twenty-seventh year--
Coming home to a place I'd never been before.
I left yesterday behind me.
You might say I was
say, "Goddam you're fast!"
Mary Jane and I went down to the court
They said we could take the 20 years as a last resort
But when we stepped up
lady with three kids
Always thought I had time
Twenty years passed in one night
Every time I think I'm alright
Reminisce, this time
I cannot get my mind
or probably dead
But I'm still alive, looking for a meaning
I'm sad, I'm depressed, I'm happy then I'm great
I'm twenty, will I be good by thirty?
Will I keep
happy again?
You made me happier than I ever was
But that was then
And at the height of my twenty years, I'll leave because I can
I'll leave just because
friend france text
Felix people delivery from farm groceries are mail' miles alway
Blackmail twenty-one sibl' noh bbq weekend tan by the pools
Native
the time to mail those pics I promised last year
(chorus)
Started Tuesday
I'm feeling blue-sy
Got three things done but twenty more,
So get a move
could make the flowers grow
Part clouds, wish away the blues
The whole world moves at a
Different pace than you
Vexed, with twenty-nine years to reassess
to give us a table
To enable
Our family affair
Tomorrow twenty years would have passed by its flowers
Purple showers
For a bouquet on his wedding day
that
Hit the game warden smack dab
In his little gonads
I'm lit'r than a truck on fire, swervin'
Hotter than a distillery full of bourbon
Nice twenty
meaning everything
On the night my generator's failing, and the gun enemy with a cold blue barrel
Bottle of St. Germain, 20 hydrocodone
He's climbing
I'll find out who you sent by
Lessen my intentions with a mention of the bedtime
If I had a bad time, will I tell my friend's wire?
It might be
a bandit
Took me some time
But I now understand it
Twenty years living lavish
I was kid stacking dough in the mattress
I get signal off the flights
Thirty
until my face turn blue , sit w 16 monks and tell they story too
I would plan out nine and then make 20 moves
Ima chase all my dreams until they come
music
Nigga, ain't nobody listening
I'm walking on all these blues that fell out my pocket
Them niggas thought I was crippin
Niggas still got 30 years for
told his stolen fans
Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe
Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue
Black jew like that's new, patch me through
No
I spent five years in faded cut off blue jeans
Had dreams of living like a gypsy
Made a few friends
Fell head over for a delinquent, yeah
I guess
Blue as a gun called love
Just twenty two years and the road leads back
To the place I left home from
Seems like a life time ago
All the cafe's
We’re gonna miss you, poppa yo
And you know I speak the truth
I learned that two years ago now my lady
And I’ve had to find a way to make you mine
give a fuck
I'm strapped up and on parole, I gotta fight to stay out of the penn
The same shit happened last year, here I go again
[Mr.
We're gonna miss you, poppa yo
And you know I speak the truth
I learned that two years ago now my lady
And I've had to find a way to make you mine
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