Lyrics:
blossoms, by fields of young corn,
Where once she was pledged to her true-love.
The fields they stand empty, the hedges grow (go) free--
No young men
no pressure
My first house, 11.000-square-feet mansion
It was a haunted by dead bitch whites
Mad a nigga bought his crib, to hang up pictures
for me?
I've got no house and I got no job, just got a worried soul
And a blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the number nine coal. Left by
too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That
the great white hope
Says she's fine, she'll always cope
Ohh, woman in chains
Woman in chains
Well I feel lying and waiting is a poor man's deal (a poor
jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
house in the middle of the night
She's burning her bedroom light
Is she alone, or keeping company
I might as well drive by one more time
She's
goode it sounded just great
(love comes a-tumblin')
Long tall sally it was no surprise
(love comes a-tumblin')
A whole lotta shakin' was terrible news
the world had a mother like mine
She's our father's one great love
She's the one he wanted most
She's the light in the window of the house I grew up in
She
Burning like a stove top, they love cooking from scratch
I love what the both of you have to offer
In fact, I love it so much
I don't love anything else
all passing by
It's an ocean that will never be filled
And the house that grows older and finally crumbles
That even love cannot rebuild
It's a hotel
do?
The dead stay silent but are we immune?
This burning flare entices me
I'm losing sight of verity
Concede
Don't choke and fall
Out of a pure white
democracy wonderful?
Lets us vote someone like that in.
Here comes President Kill again,
From pure White House to Number 10.
Taking lives with
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
And I looked into the faces all passing by
It's an ocean that will never be filled
And the house that grows older and finally crumbles
That even
memory.
And there are cities in our house,
and there are trees in our house since then.
George in the car,
a field of stars, lavender and white.
And riding
In the bosom of Europa
Little Liza was caressed
By the music of the angels
Playing underneath her dress
She saw the Great Caruso
And that's when she
your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Ah yes, I was wrong
Again, I was wrong
Life is lonely again
And only last
the power of (love)
But I'm in something I don't know how to get out of
Left my girl in the house alone
Is that my soon-to-be-spouse's moan?
I said, "I smoke every now and then"
But, when I really need one I gotta have one
Just dying, great tricks
Yeah, so?
To the 69, that was a double
As I roved out on a May morning
On a May morning right early
I met my love upon the way
Oh, Lord but she was early
(Chorus)
And she sang
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
blossoms, by fields of young corn,
Where once she was pledged to her true-love.
The fields they stand empty, the hedges grow (go) free--
No young men
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