Lyrics:
the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie
[indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song which is also from the last album. It tells
know
We'll have to know by the same song on the radio
When life come and hit you fast how long can the good things last
Don't you ever need to be ticket
the best feeling you've ever know
And everything is passing by without a trace
I ain't worried you can tell by looking at my face
Living on the edge but
Thinking about all the days gone by
And how this could be the first
Or it might be the last time
I see your face or you see mine
But I hear your
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
it's TBA
By the way, TBA stands for to be announced
I'm not literally saying my next song's title will be the letters TBA
That would be ridiculous title
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
on your bedroom door
And you are by my side
Though you still smell like last nights wine
Last night was the last I could see
The future we had, you and me
my lane
If ya screaming, I'm next, I'm ending ya name
Off the grid for a minute but still in the game
Y'all and last year, really just one in the same
make it last
There's a song for that
One when you left home driving down that open road
That rearview small-town only thing you've ever known
One
For years, for months now
(You were coming, you were coming)
All the good things take their time
Perfect ones last a lifetime
(Stay forever and ever
upon each other this way
And it's hard for me to say but I'm afraid to fall in love
But you serenade my mind just like the mornings and the doves and my
it's like a sweet serenade
You too pretty for them games, you should never be played
I swear these guys don't understand, don't see the beauty in you
You
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
ever anywhere, anytime it gets ugly (What?)
The dog is aight, 'cause I know the streets love me (grr)
It's more to a song than jewelry and clothes
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Chorus
This gone be last
Love song
That i ever gotta write cuz you the realest
That i ever gotta write im catching feelings
cnd i wont let em
serenade me with the church songs that you use to sing the love you use to bring it felt so warm I still feel your sunlight shining through my storms
I am the lost voice
I am the last choice
I am the silence
Swimming in violence
And no one will ever listen to this song
No one will ever come
If you answer my rap, I tear your ass apart
Just like this, it lasts forever
You make a song and I make one better
You say I cuss, I say you're
I don't wanna go off, been putting it off for too long
Pissing everyone off
I don't see where this could ever go wrong
Ey, spittin on the mic like
the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie
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