Smooth to the ooze came Butter. Try to gank my style and I'll hip you to the heater. At the speed of bop grew the hard rock. You can ask my dads Chairman Mao comrades.
See the little baby, Amen. Wrapped in a manger Amen. On Christmas morning,. Amen, Amen, Amen. . See him in the temple, Amen. Talking with the elders, Amen.
(Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson). . Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby. Ain't nothing like the real thing. Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby.
Buried below the grave. There is nothing but the dirt and the dark. Affliction is just the start. Of eternity's embrace. . There is no sleep. In the burning sulfur.
Avec le temps. Avec le temps, va, tout s'en va. On oublie le visage et l'on oublie la voix. Le cœur, quand ça bat plus, c'est pas la peine d'aller. Chercher plus loin, faut laisser faire et c'est très bien.
Tu viens encore chaque nuit. Visiter mon jardin enfoui. Comme une traînée d'or effilochée. Toi la douce trace hurlante. . Dors mon ange de désolation.
Dream, are you a dreamer?. Are you a dreamer?. Do you dream?. Sleep, are you a sleeper?. . Are you a sleeper?. Do you sleep?. When your brown eyes close.
No one to talk with. All by myself. No one to walk with. But I'm happy on the shelf. Ain't misbehavin'. I'm savin' my love for you. . I know for certain.
We are poets, we're soldiers. We're children of the night. Oh, yeah (oh, yeah). With the turn of a dial we're sanctified. Oh, yeah (oh, yeah). We are the rebels who carry your names.
I love her converse rip piece. And the way she looks at me. No one does it better I swear. She wears her hair down makeup. She don't even need that stuff.
Last night all alone in a barroom. Met a girl with a drink in her hand.. She had ruby red lips, coal black hair. And eyes that would tempt any man.. Then she came and sat down at my table,.
If your paycheck depends on the weather and the clock. If your conversation calls for a little more than a coffee pot. If you need to pour your heart out and try to rectify some.
Six o'clock on Friday evening. Momma doesn' t know she's leaving. 'Til she hears the screen door slamming. Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming. Local country station just a blaring on the radio.
Seems like nothings clear to me. I can't find my mind to pacify. . Countless millions dying alone. Countless millions dying. . Alone with no signs of sadness, alone.
Sheets of golden velvet rain. Lubricate my naked steel again. Let the day go by far below. Million miles of sky all I know. . Aerial, aerial, get on. .
I'm all dressed up. With a broken heart. Pretending I'm with you. Someone else in my arms. Only bring back your charms. It's a game I just can't. Carry through.
ou know the game of love, so the flame never burns you. No passion concerns you, no violins play. But me, I lose control of my heart when I'm near you.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
When the moon is in the Seventh House. And Jupiter aligns with Mars. Then peace will guide the planets. And love will steer the stars. . This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius.
I walked from my baby's Brixton flat. Into a riot. I thought of maybe turning back. Till things were quiet. . When all the buildings to be burned. Had been burned.