Lyrics:
take my hand
And lead me through the World of Self
Splendid Isolation
I don't need no one
Splendid Isolation
Don't want to wake up with no one
sayin'
Over the sound of slightly innocent feet
So I take her by the hand (Whoa, oh)
Then I lead her to the floor (Whoa, oh)
With the music in my
the hand of the dead body
Nigga don't believe that song
That nigga's wrong
Gangstas don't live that long
Nigga don't believe that song
That nigga's
me
Grandfather told me too
It's a mean old town to live in by yourself
Yeah, I worked for a dollar
Could not, ha, save a lousy, could not save
right again
Be upright without you
I`ll stand up again
Kick up a fuss again too
Cut back again to a girl walking by
Until the feet that are
to survive
I'll be dancin'
We'll be dancing for our lives
Take my hand and let's get
Shackled on my light
Don't let go 'cause I need you for life
Sweat
Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget
swore Your name would never be denied
But I took up this hammer
And laughed at all Your slander
And pierced Your hands
With the nails of blasphemy
How
If you really want to be my friend
Let me live it up like I used to do
If you really want to understand me
There's some giving up we got to do
Old uncle Josh, he lives down on the farm.
He raise sweet potatoes and cotton and corn.
He said by gosh, I ain't goin' ta give you none.
I got
lend you a hand
Here in this quiet town
The first crop of hay is up
School let out and the sun beats down
Smoke billows from a Sunday train
That
to pretend, yeah
Get bands, get bands, spend it all on my friends
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
And never let me down (they never let me down)
morning
With my life's savings in my hand
Maryanne, she's fixin' up some breakfast
Got the lights on, on the Christmas tree
Sittin' there lookin' up
Grow up children, don't you suffer
At the hands of one another
If you like a sleeping demon
Listen can you hear him weeping
Tears of joy
expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
shade
Upon thy right hand
Upon thy right hand
No, the sun shall not smite thee by day
Nor the moon by night
He shall preserve thy soul
Even
you thought would last forever
Never lasts forever like you plan
Don't let your now become a never
So take life by the hands while you still can
words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't
Teaspoon puritanical
Stir it with a bloody hand
Quarter cup messiahcal
Sprinkle of maniacle
Now I'm a mechanical man
I'll give you the heads up
Come
into trouble, you know?
But they came here by boat and they came here by plane
They blistered their hands and they burned out their brain
All dreaming
to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride
(What if? What if?)
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too
Haunted by every tiny detail
'Cos when she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was betrayal
And now the cynical ones say that it all
entered this country through the bottom of the united states and straight set up shop. As Arthur McDuffie was being beat to death by four white cops this
a-kickin' up your heels
A-leavin' me home with a hand full of bills
I can't live without you and you know it's true
But there's no livin' with you so
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