Lyrics:
Strawbs - The Life Auction
Row upon row
Of drab colourless houses
Bowing low
Before high rise blocks
Varicosed housewives
With sweaty armpits
then publicly auction the use of a hose
All the children were laughing their faces in half at the pain
Of the girl who loved talking to walls
washed our shoes with rags (mud)
This foreign here from the auction, end day, we switch out the tags (switchin' 'em out)
Cge, 1017, double R, yeah, we
Before gang got turn up
Kash got bagged with a loaded gun
I was T house livin', no Jeremy Corbyn
With them dirty waps that weren't up for auction
Man
Zaytoven!
(Pour drank on the carpet)
Sosa baby, GBE baby
(The haters, they talk shit)
Bitch, yeah, yeah
(Got your hoe free from an auction
no shot
Rich vine land party spot
All them kids so fucked up
As if the problem looks alive
With each virtual compromise
Dead head auction auction
pig
This is the consequence of opulence
You sit back as we collapse, left to fight over scraps
While you auction off our backs to buy your crown
the auction yeah
Big booty hit me in a function oou
Big booty hit me in a function
Yeah niggas like talk but they know that they don’t pop shit
We gon’ make it
You could get the bag, but should never put it up on auction
Niggas tryna sneak ya bag, better use ya noggin
Make it what you make it, ain’t no second
She looks for comfort
She has none in her life
Highest bidders
Come see the auction of the night
You can tell she's always stoned
No one wants
Boss shit, I do not start shit
They got a problem my n**** we profit
Look like a god and I'm fresh from an auction
So fresh to death like I'm into
on this money
You know how I clock it
I hit the dope man
Then I hit the auction
I hit the bookie and copped me a parlay
And won me some money
And I didn't
like the weed laced
Boys think they G Green Bay
Pull up on them no Inglés
I ain’t really with the talking (Talking)
Sold dope like an auction (Auction
pocket
My bitch more foreign than my sports car
Got both them hoes at the same auction
All these Pussy niggas wanna act hard
When you see me in
talkin' auction lease
Never been a farmer but I'm tryna sow some seeds
Praying they take root and they don't turn into weeds
Hollerin' yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah it's awesome
Do full speed no caution
Got big bags I'm chiefin
Pack in the mail and it's selling like auction
Came from the the bottom and went
Souls getting sold like an auction
Yeah
Souls getting sold like a auction
Life is a game no pausing
Way to hard on myself
Its messing with my mental
and wailing
In the auction yard
Been weeping and wailing
In the auction yard
Brown hang up the shovel and the hoe
Brown hang up the shovel and the hoe
Brown
break a hundred times tryna' mob shit
On that save a couple dimes for that faucet
Fuck it, I'll put my soul up for auction
Damn I need to rest
I need
on the auction block, night comes early they turned back the clock
Moonlight mile beacon flashing ahead, last temptation off the list
Sees the truth, you can't
swear I tried my hardest
This love shit is retarded
My heart inside my pocket
Might put it up for auction
Since I’m back on the market
Since I’m back
silly auction
Silent auction
If I was I would buy a fuckin' dolphin
I'm black as harrey potters
Serious black was my father
Maybe you might be onto
choosing shit you know I got some options
Yea you know I'm shopping like an auction
(So icy)
(Check like Nike)
I'm too raw
Break the law
Switching lanes
With
often (No she don't)
Her only fans the ones on the gram she be selling that pussy for auction (That was trash)
I just landed on Mars imma Martian
I need
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