Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live. Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live. And it will be a long time before shit starts to give. And every single day it's getting harder to give.
My place is not a home,. don't make no difference. but I have found that I need a place to stay,. I never listen what bud lord man gotta say,. . You shoulda seen all the flops in my house.
Some folks say that smoking herb is a crime,. If they catch you smokin' they're bound to drop the dime. Insufferable informa crazy fools. Wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules.
(Here they come now, you see that?. Yep both of the crews. They look they gonna fight). . We took this trip to garden grove.. It smelt like lou-dog inside the van..
We took this trip to Garden Grove. It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme.
My place is not a home,. don't make no difference. but I have found that I need a place to stay,. I never listen what bud lord man gotta say,. . You shoulda seen all the flops in my house.
Digital introductions. Fill you with fascination. She uses tight seduction. To lead the conversation. You think that she's amazing. Her profile's just the best.
[Harmonica Solo]. Got love if you want it, babe. Got love if you want it, babe. Got love if you want it. Got love if you want it. Got love it you want it.
Where do you come from man, you come from anywhere?. You come from country where water flows free to the sea. . I heard the English said, you got the best of it.
Gunships in a storm sinking to the Ocean Floor. And with them goes the cause we all were fighting for. Fire on the Door as we wash up on the shore. The Colours we have worn only left our nation torn.
Our god is our fortress. Our strength in time of need. He is our salvation. He cares for His sheep. . Our king and Brother Jesus. Who came down from above.
Oi gippo!. . Well I was born in a wagon of a travelling show. Mumma used to dance for the money they'd throw. Grandpa did whatever he could. He used to preach a little bible.
stretch the road. beneath my treads. i got a tap in my toes. from a song in my head. i got a gibson firebird. and a dumble too. a coricidin bottle. to carry the blues.
You can make a change. If you can make it now. Not going to school, not going to work. Just think to get the fuck out of this town. Just fuck it all. .
Here I am one again pleading to the sky. Kneeling to the sands shedding my regrets. Knowing You'll forgive everything. . Why didn't I got to such great lengths to.
Puppy love puppy love. Yes, she gave all she had. Not like a brother or sister. More like a Mom or a Dad. . We never asked her, never gave her a choice.
I didn't ask to be over you. I didn't want to see you standing here, black and blue. Thought you could set me free, the irony. Now you can't let it go, let it go.
I am more that this flesh and bone. By myself I wander the streets alone. But when my dream is over and morning creeps on in. I pull the covers back and I feel your warmth again.
Standing over my garden I look down. And disappointment overcomes me. The tears that formed are now falling from my eyes. And watering the ground around me.
Came from the west, only to fly again. The eyes that see, the lips that tell no tales. Nobody's guest, dressed like a mannequin. Put out to see before the ship had sails.