Lyrics:
have been handed
Day by day
Generations on down
We came up from the subway
On the music midnight makes
To Charlie's bass and Lester's saxophone
change your mind, you can reach me on your video phone
It's a dime, as in dollars and that's my to bloody cents
This ain't about this, that, what, where,
death
to judge not by deeds
but by approval of a god!
Victorious heart of deceit
shaped in red beauty yet carved in black stone
killing not to win but
fuck with me, nigga this that O.G
Throw your shit in the air
It's that rebel music
Like you don't fucking fucking care
It's that rebel music
Ren about
of death
Will be Kelly, the boy from Killanne!
But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross
And it set by the Slaney's red waves;
And poor Wexford,
In separate sections the bodies fall
The leaves are purple, the grass is red
I love your music, I love your style
The light inside you leaks through
I been singing on your radio
And then you'll see me on your video
Cos here we are
I know some people come and go
But we're here to stay
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl
Nighttime would find me in Rose's Cantina
Music would play and Felina
to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land
(Steve: I don't know Woody.
Are you sure you've got this think hooked up right?
Woody: Listen man, music is my life.
Steve: Alright. Two, three,
to the grade in the evening
They take the chill away fine.
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same.
There's a worn red chair by the window
That we found
Oh the cowards came by morning and attacked without a warning
Leaving flames and death and chaos in our streets
In the middle of this fiery hell
fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock 'n'
fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock 'n'
all she feels?
The fire still burns in the hearth,
The music still plays for her pleasure.
But the air is as cold as the death,
And the soft
push drugs?
To my thugs in Detroit, you want the cars in the videos?
To the North, to the South, to the whole Carolina-lina
Let me tell you how it
grips all on my ass
Private show with the music blasting
He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip, we'll talk that trash
eight
I'm deliberate, let me reiterate, sounds great
I'm a be found, hey, like a creature from the depth
Red eyes, terrorize, Hidden bring it to the death
breath
My daughter told me first words, my son walked his first steps
And all through life we anticipate death
And if pain is truly love, for my family
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl
Nighttime would find me in Rosa's Cantina
Music would play and Feleena
fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock 'n'
the world these two
Idiots weren't wearing makeup
And they weren't dressed like me or
Like goths since Middle America
Has not heard of the music they did
done just by one'
Who said that it was never ever done'
Who said the two of us couldn't groove'
It wasn't me but maybe it was you
Music is here for
Ch'yeah
RedOne, Konvict
Gaga, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh-oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by
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