I don't want it all, I just want a little bit.. Well, I don't want it all, just want a little bit.. . Just a eeny weeny bit,. A teeny weeny bit,. Of your love..
Jukebox Annie knows all the tricks, she waters down the whiskey,. She marks all the decks, she won't give me credit,. But she charms me to bits, she sure makes the time stand still..
My heart's in trouble, my soul's on fire. My mind is aching for my one desire. This heavy weather, will it never seem to end?. I start to wonder, will my poor heart ever mend?.
Shake it, baby, before it shakes you. Get it, baby and let it take you where you want it to. Don't say maybe, that just won't do. You say I'm crazy 'cause this music's got me feeling good.
Some of them give praise in the house of the rising sun. JAH love is the only solution. I see the world and I wonder if were going wrong. Are we headed in the wrong direction.
2na Manuva get gettin' the got. Good God ah, yes, man, its auspicious man. Oh God, good night. Who's that?. . Yeah, my escapades exceed Caddy Escalades.
When I wake and the sky seems to break. And the bang in my head is my heart just trying to keep me alive. Then I rise and the room starts to shake. And I'm walking on glass, trying to remember.
you fake yourself from everyone and you cry yourself to sleep.. listen for the phone to ring as you wait impatiently.. if you lose heart take some of mine just for tonight..
Amidst the blood and the bitter scorn. I am your baby, being born. At your window at 6 am. Covered head to toe with vernix, I am. . You are the woman, you give me life.
I am the man from a human choke hold. I am the product of your restraint. Never once did I say no. I watched the years pass by me. My body is scarred by age.
She would meet me in the morning. On my way down to the river. Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree. With her feet already dusty. From the pathway to the levee.
I sell the morning papers sir,. My name is jimmy brown. Everybody knows that I|'m a newsboy of the town. . You will hear me yelling "morning star". As I run along the street.
Bottles flying, women crying. Ceiling sagging, 'bout to fall. Jason Fleming, chasing women. Pickin' fights with one and all. . Now Jason Fleming's quite a man.
Spring of '81 - Summer '82. Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you?. Fall of '83 - Winter '84. Infiltrated us, tried to take it all. Where were you when I had no bed?.
JUST AS LOST. . WELL NOW MY LIFE IS IN A CRISIS. SOMEHOW I LOST MY WAY. I LEFT MY DREAMS IN THE DISTANCE. SO I STUMBLE OFF TO WORK EACH DAY. . NO ONE SAID IT WOULD BE THIS HARD.
Now you sit there thinking feeling insecure. The mocking court gesture claims there is no proven cure. Go back to your chamber, your eyes upon the wall.
And how's your legs?. Do you use them to walk. All over me?. How's your head?. Does it rise and fall. Intuitively?. . Smoke and pills and wine. Are waiting here for you.
I'm coming' home and I'm drunk again. been on the old jim beam. feels kinda good as the night gets on. all I wanna do is sing. I pick up the old guitar and strum and I play it again.
Violence, wrath and chaos. Blood fills the street. Generals lead their masses. Children at their feet. . Judgment Day. Will the sun refuse to shine. Judgment Day.
There is just one girl I love,. And she is smiling next to me.. Will she come back next week. And spend some time with me?. I never thought that love was real.