I don't wanna lose you. Your gravity pulls me in. There's no resisting. Don't let go. And I hate the fact that you got me eclipsed from you.... Light years in distance....
Sitting up straight I said damn I kind of like this. Whoa to grow grab the flow I wanna try this. phone kicked up stacked up it's kinda of fucked up. Sitting back down I wanna close it not shut it.
shave it off! well i see too many of them walking around dirt on their face no hair to be found well they walk in malls and they walk in packs dirt on their lip and we can't have that, smoke look rough, look bad, look mean this media-tough kid only about 13 where the hell is mom, where the hell is pop get a razor blade this has gotta stop {dirt lip shave it off dirt lip it's gotta stop dirt lip just wait five years it's not a mustache, it's not a beard} when i was a headbanger i got beat up five dirt lips yeah that was enough well i guess by now my mind's gone wack my friends say man you just gotta relax,.
I'd better be leaving. She said then she whispered. They're waiting for me at the fairground tonight. I'll never be back and I'll never be missed. But I leave something here.
Early in the evenin' just about supper time. Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out, and he blows it on the harp.
I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose. The road disappeared and the axle froze. I was low on gas and lower on hope. I covered my eyes and I felt for the rope.
It was a long hot day. At the end of a summer. I felt a chill in my heart. Like the start of a winter. And I didn't know what to wear. Wasn't sure what to say.
[Written by Blue Oyster Cult]. . All our times have come. Here but now they're gone. Seasons don't fear the reaper. Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
You and I travel to the beat of a diff'rent drum.. Oh, can't you tell by the way I run. Ev'ry time you make eyes at me. Wo oh.. You cry and you moan and say it will work out..
Doggone I've done it, I've fallen in love. Doggone, it hit me from heaven up above. The day I met him, my, I knew I was gone. My heart went kerplunk oh, boy I was sunk.
Uncontested. Dripping personification. The putrid liquid. Washing all away. In the edge of mind. Lurks bleak sacred monster. Null incarnate. Defeater the way.
There's a little place I know (riciticita),. out somewhere south of San Anton (riciticita),. where the people laugh and sing (riciticita),. all through the summer and the spring (riciticita).
Sometimes I feel like. Everything is wrong. I have no answers to what I should. Do with my life, so I. Take a ride and try to leave it all behind. . And my mama used to say.
My dad was a man of war. He said, some day son you will go forth. And you'll fly out and over the sea. Yeah, some day you'll be just like me. . And I said, no dad I don't believe I can be what you want.
I got a drive-away car in Georgia. And baby boy, there's two lines in the road:. One to leave you lonely. And the other to leave me alone. To get down to the easy flow.
* this song also appears on "In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap". . What's up dog?. What you need nigga?. Aw shit one time!. . It was once said by a man who couldn't quit.
[B.G.]. Look here my nigga, it's for your own motherfucking good. You want to keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods. If you a stranger caught anywhere in my hood.
Do the damn thang! Ya dun-da-dunts! ... [repeat "Do the damn thang" in background of intro]. [talking]. In the west, they do the damn thang... In the east, they do the damn thang...
Do the damn thang! Ya dun-da-dunts! ... [repeat "Do the damn thang" in background of intro]. [talking]. In the west, they do the damn thang... In the east, they do the damn thang...
Dark-eyed December, Ingrid Olava. . Dark-eyed December, darling. The way you held my head. Try to make love when bells are ringing. And to escape your bed.