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Then he body slammed him, and then he did it again
I swear I didn't see how that 'ol boy could take much more.
It was right about then in the thick
lip, he got punched in the mouth
There ain't shit that he could do, so he just tried waiting it out
Family and friends would take pity when they would
I love everybody (yeah!)
In my heart, yeah!
I can love everybody
He's good (He's good)
He's kind (He's kind)
He's merciful (He's merciful)
He's
he could take it out
Tell him that he couldn't he would knock you out
Johnny had a dream and he sought it out
Johnny had a radio and heard all of them
the right thing by both mates
And then opting to stay out? It seemed to match
But I told him he could make it up by fixing the TV
He said that's the least
And hell at one dark window;
For bess could see, through the casement, the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention, with many
doesn't get it or wanna you see
He's an immigrant with nothing
So his currency's honor
He already promised the relative she would
Be the bride for his son
time of trouble, wisdom in time of uncertainty, and sharing in time of happiness. He was always by our side.
Love is not an easy feeling to put into
can care less what the fuck they did to Pac
They think he gangster 'cause he shot a cop
But he blew trial for rapin' a bitch
That mean you was out here
so
He could see no wrong, no, no, no
He spent his last dime on the woman because he loved her
And you know, girls
You can take love and kindness
a sauna
But we love God and we go where He wanna
Himself, the best gift He could ever give
Who can take a set of
Kids trippin' off of sedatives
Give them
could that be
I should call Henry
but it was good seeing John
I did a cover for him
but I did in black and white and he change it to color
It would
could that be
I should call Henry
but it was good seeing John
I did a cover for him
but I did in black and white and he change it to color
It would
you
Then you pass by giving him the other side of you
Like the mystics do
So that every time he moves, he moves for you
Soul and light can always
those myths
So we who never flew before can
Learn from what he did
Given the gift of flight
It was too easy to ignore
The warnings of his father
How
a vocal
And we still don't have a song
If we could
get this thing accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong
So he balanced the ashtray
And he picked up
Even his scepter would dazzle
His prized possession was with him
At all of his battles
And
It was known he would rather
Lather
In his riches
Than
so
He could see no wrong, no, no, no
He spent his last dime on the woman because he loved her
And you know, girls
You can take love and kindness
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
some lass he was seeing he thought I liked, but never did
He even left her so I could get her, to no-one's benefit
Years later still wondering how I lost
Eyes crusty when he wakes up
Regrets of how he got his cake up
Last night he did some shit he couldn't even make up, make up
2 pm on the clock man he
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
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