Lyrics:
Lured By Longing, for something more
No stone unturned, no ships are moored
Don't watch me now, I won't show you how
To look the devil in the face
Cruising down pch
With the top off in my 64 mustang
Wind blowing through my hair
Moving my fingers down the rust
Shifting gears through the lanes
Not enough!
I'm gonna ask you to times it by ten
And then I'll ask you to double it again
And when you feel like you've gone far enough
Don't
love me by heaven above me
I never expected to pick you off the vine
(The others will try and try and try and try and try
To give you the eye,
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
the town the beast is loose
The chase is on I feel like the bad guy
Fifth gear 125 like New Jersey drive
Looked in my rear view mirror
Police was getting
UNCONNECTED, WE GET EQUALLY SICK
WE ARE NUMBERS, FEEDING THE PREDATORY GEAR
ADDICTED, LOBOTOMIZED
ADDICTED, COLONIZED
ENSLAVED BY TECH CORPORATIONS
Good morning, good morning
After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed
doing something wrong
You've been doing something
You've been doing something wrong
I can tell by the way you smell
And there's grandma and grandpa out
The moving gears
Of a wild beast
Mechanical
Unfazed
By wind or rain
Or raging storms
Unbreakable
Perfect
Now running wild
Into a night
I'm gonna change my way of doin' things around here
Well I'm turning over a new leaf, gonna get myself in gear
'Cause I've got a woman who is
and retreating like she always seems to do.
Amused by your hard on and your pleasure rot with pause
Cause you know you're systematically breaking up with God
Jerry Jeff Walker
Well, our story starts in Texas, where he's tempered by the heat
That skinny Alvin boy believes his fastball can't be heat
So he
Payday Friday and the weekend's here
I've been workin' all week tryin' to pay for this gear
Gonna raise hell on Union Street
Thirteen guys
gear)
A bag packed full of hiking gear
Some booze to help suppress my fear
A rope, shovel, Black plastic bags
Chalk and then a hunting knife
Hours,
Zulu man is feelin' blue
Gear his heart beat a little tattoo
Diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo diga doo
You love me and I love you
decided
In a struggle for power caused by a few
That are ruling this world and
Forging the gears of war
Forging the gears of war
Jobs gone to shit
Gotta make out quick
I got the loot now
Fuck it's turned to a shootout
Gotta get outta here
Shift into high gear
It's a high speed
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
by bells. Go now.
Days I sleep, gears grind around me. Tell no one you saw me at all, go on. Go tell the minister I've gone. Go now.
on you no more
I wanna be your soldier serve by your side
I fell in love with a stranger in the corner of my eye
But there's no way that I can save ya
Oh
Whispered secrets from the breeze
Days go by with such sweet ease
Faces come and faces go
In these moments life will show
[Chorus]
Unexpected moments here
In Brass Bluff the lights ignite
Gear and steam fill up the night
Ellis and Elara stand
With their fate now in their hand
Let the sparks light up
(Makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey's too rough, Champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter
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