Lyrics:
Pick me up, shake me out
And hang me on the line
I'm a fool for you
I looked up, saw you smile
And then I saw your eyes
I'm in love with you
jean the birdman pulls it off
His finger's on the trigger
His eye is on the clock
He doesn't give the game away
And quickly fires the bullets off
near your fire as the winter blows by
Wait till the sidewalk shivers the beggars
Robbed in their blankets they try to hang on
Light from the street
did you do to my faith
In justice, hope and happiness
Social, economical, spiritual
I'm moving to the house of love
Take my fire
Take my food
getting bigger as my eyesight gets worse
I can't see the lines on my idiot board
What about love?
I don't let that stuff in my house
This is
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware my foolish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foolish heart
There's a line between love
the star's little fires
And the armory lights
You were tracing the lines
Of a globe with your fingers
Cool rivers, white wastes, desert shores
And the forest
of my river
For the fire was searching
For a waterway home
I cry, "Glitter is love"
My eyes pinned inside
With green jewels
Hanging like Christmas
Well, I headed back to the borderland
When the home-guard went insane
No use trying to work with people
Who can't tell fire from rain
The judge
About the time I'm eight years old
I met the Devil, kept my soul
Walkin' out on lakes of fire and I'm gone
Walkin' in a wonderland
And I don't
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware my foolish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foolish heart
There's a line between love
name
in the dark
when shadows have their way
a finger's a chimney
and the moon's on fire
then sleep arrives
he's got his bags and wares
the dragon
God to repute for the things that I did in my lifetime
Now my soul's on the line
I'm puzzled, spark up a Newport
Then I take a fall in hell it's
commit suicide
Dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it ain't worth it
Put a rope around your neck and jerk it
The trick didn't work
Your life was
getting bigger as my eyesight gets worse
I can't see the lines on my idiot board
What about love?
I don't let that stuff in my house
This is
the existenc eengine. A propulsion beyond all limit lines
Convulsive thrusts of septic energy as infected cells collide
Unleashing the video bacterial disease.
while they search for a mate my type hibernate
In bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love
Young, uniform minds in uniform lines
And uniform
A mass illusion
Blind men in a line
They smother their fires with gasoline
A stranger's contribution
Everybody's on the run
No clue where they
[Chorus: x2]
Suicide it's a suicide
Budabuyby
Suicide it's a suicide
So you want to die, commit suicide
Dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life,
still
its hard to be real
but you must see the salt
in your own free will
and the sun
carries on
drawing me near
and the times
have their lines
line
Before too long they took their vows and became a family
Only blood can set you free
Only blood is strong enough to wash away your sins
Only
you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-crier, agent with a wire
I'm gon' know it when I play it
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's
Well, I wake up in the night now
And don't you know I think of you?
It's the fire in your eyes
It keeps on cutting through
There's nowhere I can run
Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head
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