(Somebody say ho-oh...). (Say ho-oh-oh....). . [Aceyalone - talking]. Yesss man. But I'm not a motherfuckin' yes man. Yeah you know how it goes down. You just longer now, ain't nothing to it but to get it done.
No muscle man, no candy cane. No pack of sexy starving wolves. No money talking, moonlight walking. Lady shocking, big crow cocking. Those ladybugs can go to blazes.
Ba, ba, da, ba, ba, da, ba, ba, da, ba, ba, da, da. I just don't want to be lonely. . I don't mind when you say that you're goin' away. I just don't want to be lonely.
I'm sick of the city. sick of the heat. sick of 'm dopey nitwits. at the shootin' galery. sick from pickin' up the craps. from half the chicks that I touch.
Good evening ladies & gentlemen. The Brood in jazz. . I saw the genius come out of the bottle. freakin' out the old man in the candystore. a sad eyed jazz-cat tried to sell his trumpet.
I, I'm stuck in a dream. There's nothing between us. Besides what's real and what's pretend. I can't comprehend this,. This constant spinning inside my head.
I got a feeling things are coming 'round,. The radio, stereo, tell me so. And aint nobody gonna drown me out,. I'm on a roll, here we go, all alone. .
Round and round the roundabout, I've figured out what it's about. We do this till the tank runs out, then it's over. Nails lying everywhere, it's up to you to be aware.
Janitor of lunacy. Paralyze my infancy. Petrify the empty cradle. Bring hope to them and me. . Janitor of tyranny. Testify my vanity. Mortalize my memory.
Amidst water lily fields white and green. Grows a tree. And from the tree hang apples. Not for you to eat. . In a way it matters more. Than it did before.
Moving down the streams of my lifetime. Pools of fascination in my sleep. Cooling off the fire of my longing. Warming up my cold with in his heat. Melting down the walls of inhibition.
I just want you around,. I just want you around. I just want you around,. I just want you around. . Thought that I had lost you. I could hardly make a sound.
Joyful, Joyful. Lord, we adore Thee. God of glory. Lord of love. Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee. Hail Thee as the sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness.
Joyful, joyful, we adore thee. God of glory, lord of love. Hearts unfold like flowers before thee. Opening to the sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness.
They used to think it was so cute. When she said "Dyer Maker". All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica. She'd always find a ride back home from the bar.