Lyrics:
I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this
But chopper going off in the hood man
Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man
Yeah, we hear it
I remember I was eight years old
With a blank tape waiting by the radio
Come on, man, play Back in Black
I wanna play it back on repeat
I
When I was a child
I was raised to believe
My mother told me son
Practice humility
Now that I'm older, it's compete
Everybody wants me to play that
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you and He's frowning too
Because only God knows what
all seem to pass me by
And I am left alone
I know they'd like to take me
But when they see I'm blind
They always take some other child
And I am
to say to me
You only bought the very best for me
I had the gifts of every child's envy
I never scored touchdowns or made big plays
And even though I
I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this
But chopper going off in the hood man
Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man
Yeah, we hear it so
Silence, we hunt for the queen
Sign of the cross
And pray in-between
Look by the light of the day
She's hiding till dark
Waiting to play
recently had a child. I think her
Maternal biology may play a role in that. She looks fabulous for a woman
Her age, doesn't she?"
Buffoon: "I put
Christmas is the time for family 2020 Mae (Betty) Overstreet
VERSE:
I REMEMBER FAMILY CHRISTMAS when I was a child
SANTA LOOKED LIKE DADDY
the rules
Last Friday was the first time
It only took about a half a minute
On the stairway
It was child's play
The odds turn out even when you give up
Another
I'm Like A Child Within Your Arms
Would You Come Inside And Play With Me
Spend The Day With Me
Have Your Way With Me.
(Chorus)
Remember This Always
It seems like only yesterday
You were just a child at play
Now you're all grown up inside of me
Oh how fast those moments flee
Once we watched
all seem to pass me by
And I am left alone
I know they'd like to take me
But when they see I'm blind
They always take some other child
And I am
A tatooed madman, I'm hell on wheels
Born a wicked child left alone in the fields
My father was the wind, my mother was fire
Raised by
by the statue
Stare out of the square
Watching the dreams that are many
Filled with a life of their own
A crippled young child
The pain of a short life
Walk soft with a big stick, woo
When I play guitar it's sick, woo
This is the definition of flow, woo
Nobody cold as this, woo
California snow,
and play our songs
Now we spend our days locked at home
We suffer from a disease
That seems to be worse than this
History of humankind.
2020 doesn’t count!
drinking mad dog 20/20
Silver satin, blue ?
I got my lopes on, selling through my neighborhood
Catch you slipping on them bricks, that ain't no good
vision 20/20 I just haven't missed yet
I been doing lotta thinking by my lonely
Stories aint adding up based on what you tellin me
Just know I'm onto
You destroyed what we were and you killed to stamps the trust that united us
You used to play by my side
We walked among thorns and roses but now we
Hello and goodbye
Looking back with 20/20 hindsight
We only tried to play our part
When selfishness is state of the art
You've just got to change
the letter you wrote to tell me goodbye
The minute I saw it I just had to smile
It smelled like old leather, as smooth as a child
I took a deep breath, then
for your the pain was cause by someone else
I just came to say to you
I believe in you
I will take care of you
My inner child
Little child inside of me
.jpg/225px-Music,_sheet_(AM_1999.155.96-5).jpg "Larry Coleman 2020")
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