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When I hit from the back, she be tapping
Round of applause by the way it be clapping

She get the squirting and she wet up the mattress
She say I'm lit

out in the wind and head somewhere new 
Maybe I will join here when my time comes to go
Until then I'm on the road again loving her coast to coast

You Under My Arm

Even Alone Somewhere Building A Farm

I'll Go Save You When I Hear The Alarm 

I Wanna See You Tonight 

They Talking Down On My Life

Another and another cigarete melts in my hands
While I'm smoking it up in the park!
I have no way to run or to walk somewhere as I am
Standing all

The Winner Takes it All

Martine McCutcheon

The Sound of the Musicals [2019]

2019

playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice, 
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
 
The winner takes it all,

as a token
Always eat ass first thing in the morning
Ooo
Pill bottle pill bottle Pill bottle
Ooo
Saved by the bell
Skip every class in school
Never read a book

Take what you want from me take what you can
And then hide it somewhere I can't see
Out of my hands

Do what it takes to make you feel better
Never

Our dad would send us to our room
He'd be the voice of doom
He said that we would thank him later
All day he was solid as a rock
But by eight o'clock

himself a crown
Meanwhile, study something, nigga
It's Gucci parka
From France where the kids sing Frère Jacques
If not there, I'm somewhere mixin' vodkas

himself a crown
Meanwhile, study something, nigga
It's Gucci parka
From France where the kids sing Frère Jacques
If not there, I'm somewhere mixin' vodkas

There's an ill wind blowing
Across the plain
I mean somewhere down near Texas
Towards a town with no name
Where the vultures prey
Upon the broken

my sin
In my face still livin' in
This past I can't erase
I'm a broken life, put back together by You
Yet it's this broken life that
I keep on runnin'

her wrists with pride
I cut her off, circumcision

These aren't a regular denim
I know you could tell by the stitches
I put bracelets and bags on my

off somewhere

Coming back with some good news
All that turned up, though
Was a letter from his friend from school
Who'd gone off to art-college in

could be
It's funny how you're probably off somewhere happy
While Grief's by my bedside and I didn't invite him to stay
But I need you

Grief and I are

of land
Somewhere down in New-Zealand
Thanks to Nicolaj
My sociologist friend
He tells me I'd be
Good out there!
Hangin' out with tech billionaires
Sittin'

just pretending that way
Somewhere quiet, somewhere dead, I'mma run away I ain't mind a bit

I put my sweat and tears into this shit
Can you feel it when

Bitch call my phone that shit light up like a flashlight
Boutta go somewhere she keep telling me
To act right pack light cuz we move in secret
Like

Somewhere in the yard exactly where I cannot say
Are two mormon missionaries buried in a shallow grave
Rapping at our door in the early morning light

but momma sure was proud oh


They tried to tell me change was gonna come

But I was frightened by the thought of my own evolution

Jumped in the car,

Who ordered some more drinks
Can't you see I'm struggling
I was trying to leave right now

Can't you tell by the lean
I was feeling hungry

the odds?
Raised by men that kept guns but couldn't keep a job
Head down up, down up, that's right keep the nod
Keep the bounce, keep the bop
Keep

the Pain
Baby, ykno' dreams fade when you get raised by non-believers
Then we run away to be enslaved, underachievers
So I went and grabbed my keys, now I'm

thinking bout broads
But all of them hoes done got fucked by my dawgs
I woke up think bout loyalty
N***** is not so I give em up joyfully
I woke up thinking