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Due house arrest, the police be fed Underneath the stars, we count our gains Not in gold, memories still remain (they remain) Through sunsets, i always
Thinking back to the whacks that we used to take Rolling joints to a point with a roach and shake Sipping on summer ale in September sun Jump in
outlawed on the moor And side by side they fought and died In the Valley of Knockanure It was on a neighbouring hillside We listened with calm dismay In
Maybe we're better off as strangers Who pass by each other on the street And when your sun sets to the west I'll be rising in the east Did the room
And the House of the Rising Sun Will claim me just like everyone, So I’ll get mine while it’s free. Oh, but here I am, Just goin’ along; Another drink, maybe
I remember hearing daddy play the keys in the house I see why it's called the blues cause he ain't here to play it now All these Elton John records
I used to run by the Hudson when it was getting dark 20 miles on the jogging trail in Riverside Park And as the sun would set I would get from 155
I used to run by the Hudson when it was getting dark Twenty miles on the jogging trail in Riverside Park And as the sun would set I could get from
posing for ya photos Yeah Catch us in motion D'usse with the ace yeah we call that potion Want the summer house right by the ocean For the views
In the basement flat, by the garages Where people dump their mattresses Esther's in her kitchen, making sandwiches The slats on her blinds are All
Hey, tired eyes, still fantasizing, wanna run away? 'Cause I got the place where it's outer space 'til rising sun into day Last chance, you're
below the sun Turtles upon every log Rising from their shiny ditch Of glistening waters on their wayward run On the way to Engelhard, On the way
in silence Meditation is timeless My Kundalini is rising 6 Protons 6 electrons 6 neutrons We are the 666 of the beast As the prophecy says the Sun
Like sippin' Grey Goose Smoking Bob Marley with him You don't want war You'll be countin' bodies with him In his house John Gotti was just godly to him
I said imma roll the dice one time Imma pay the price some time I know it's hard but i'm gon be just fine I just need you here by my side Don't you
can make a horse and Steer it by the reins Cause you've said You won't be led By the man who's gonna push you off the edge Be my rising sun For
Yahh Off ma nimbus, heheh It's a beautiful day Let's go outside Yeah Another sun shinin' bright upon the path Temperature rising bruh, you can do
beneath the rising sun Traces of euphoria, as night had just begun Footsteps echo softly, still feeling the groove Memories of the dance floor, where we
be saved by your savings instead Hey, quiet me, mateys The sun's almost rising We've pillaged enough for one night There is no such thing as Enough
boring The summers out of reach Empty lake Empty streets The sun goes down alone I'm driving by your house Don't even know if ur home But I can see you
and shake my stuff I've gotta get out and get back into shape Straighten-up and lift my head And rise to the occasion So out of the house I went, hell bent
now Let me go, don't sail away And you'd stow under the decks to burst out halfway Now the horizon's gone and the rising sun won't come again Weekend
roll... Huh chillin in the sun pool party in the house Booties making fun With the water splash Dive till the sun dive Pour some kush to roll We got
shaking, There are giants in the land. See the blood red sun is rising, On the broken carnage from the darkest days. Giants locked together arm
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