Lyrics:
City under siege it's like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street
Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
(guitar)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
David ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet)
Motorhead sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)
City under siege it's like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street
Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange
David
The musician was King David
The musician was King David
That's your genius
The rest is human relations, human relations
We definitely need help with
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
work?
you don't have to be clever, but to reach out you need a little heart
and David had a voice not even Fagen could outsmart
me, I like The Dan
and devour, I’m empowered, when I pray for hours
Step outside, angels by my side
And they’re down to ride
Depression can’t come round ere
Swung my sword
suppose to say this
My eyes see shege on a daily basis
Many cases
And I don't even know how to say this
Shey u Dey Check am ni
Why you wan Dey Step down mi
David kid, he’s a G
(Yeah, man)
He be spitting truth, such a legend, that he writes these hits
It’s crazy what the mind makes you believe
(Oh, yeah)
I
of a king
Of whose reign down will bring
The joy everlasting
Even now I hear them sing
Have you heard
What would it profit
Have you heard
Profit a man to gain
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
Him
Yeah I'm a Christian
Like David did, when my giants check me I can take em
Yeah I'm a Christian
Cause these demons fallin' at the hand of God, they
to sink my fuckin' battleship
Turnin' on his flashers callin' up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs
Snatchin' out my seats,
couldn’t be wrong.
Connected with Most High,
Yea it’s been too long.
Surrounded by so many people,
But I still felt alone.
Had to, stand for something.
If
Immigrant, that's why they hate me just for bein' me
We ain't wanna leave overseas, we were under siege
Leave us in shallow graves, but still the love is
I got my shades on now
Ignore the shade thrown, in my mind I'm platinum
Every plane flown, even when I lose I feel like I've won something
Got my
even buy and sell
Yet amid calamity
A remnant of Israel braced
And others saved by warnings of
The wrath of God found in His grace
God will send
never even called me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call
Go outside get kidnapped by the music
Dont head home losin myself to the frequency im choosin lead on
By the vision of you
Kissin on you
Rub my
I'm so glad He gave even though he knew me.
Copyright by David Erickson 2020
Chris Atlas, David Amaya
I could fucking go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fucking love y'all
Let's get
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
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