Lyrics:
Brooklyn
You know where the people get hype I'll rock a party from Friday
To Saturday night, forty eight hours done, and I still hold the mic
I try
really have much to say
'Cause I'm living from day to day
Somewhere
And I don't care what the people say
'Cause if everyone knows the way
We're
Some people have all the luck somehow
Seems they've found someone to love
But for me it don't seem to work out no how
In this world of push
anymore
And there's a restaurant we should check out where
The other nightmare people like to go
I mean nice people, baby wait,
I didn't mean to say
to the top.
From the top to the bottom.
Mmmmmm, I've got 'em.
People everywhere they jump, they swing their hair,
They shake their derriere.
Oh yeah.
So
You can't stop people from talking
And they're talking, my dear
And the things they're saying
Fill my heart with fear
Now I could never believe
crackles as I start to break
The body of the snake that's fake!
Unto my people, lies and deceit
Through trickery, but, Hickory Dickory
Dock, time's run
the skies
People become whores 2 back the corporate wars
Vietnam, Nicaragua oh help us my Lord
People never c what should really b
Spreading their disease
want to party, want to party good.
And I don't care what the people don't allow,
I'm gonna have a good time any old how.
I'm alright tonight, and I do
feel
Like leaving this room I'm in
Faded film people dropping words
About the real things to say
? (Not "Someone pulls me deeper", as in CD
A small boy walked down a city street
And hope was in his eyes
As he searched the faces of the people he'd meet
For one he could recognize
Out For Me.
People in love build a house they can share
Takes a long time to get it just right
But a fire can start in the kitchen somewhere
yourself a really nice girl
'cause we both know. . .
in the end the world comes down to just a few people
but for you it comes down to one
but no one
benevolence as a people
Operation, Operation Rescue
They're here to right our fall, they've heard a troubled call
Operation, Operation Rescue
You wonder
has many difficulties, and democracy is not perfect,
But we've never had to put a wall up to keep our people in"
While the wall is the most obvious
self and let's all get paid, because
People, people, why we live illegal?
Your life just ends short and you know that there's no sequel
(sequel) They'll
that was livin' out of order
Makin' money like water (ill-egal?) Yeah, sorta
He sold drugs and robbed a lot of people
But in these days and times, who
lady luck will hear my wish's
Instead of treatin me like a stranger
And Mr.Death plucks my people one by one
It's a cold world, and i'm one of the last
people can't be wrong
You should surely know this was a long time coming
You should know the effects were numbing
You should know that yesterday
You
doughnuts and salami
Ain't gonna fit cause you're full of bologna
[Chorus]
Only back alley rats take other people's cats
And then strike back, that
listen
Who'll play the pipes, sound the trumpets loud
Turn the amps on high, bring it to the crowd
Let the people know, put it in a song
Here comes
a box
but beware of the shanks and the pistols and the glocks
if your peoples don't getcha, you still ain't off clean
the politicians' mask is worse than
I don't know why the sun don't shine
Just listen to my music all the time
And I don't know why people pass me by
Just to sitting here singing my song
a last cent avenue of pain
A Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago
Making hungry people of us all
Along the Mississippi you can hear
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