Aha, y'nahmean?. Word up, just wanna bring em to it real. Real rugged like, uh, man. Make me feel like I'm method out and all that, y'nahmean?. Go diggin', uh check it.
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, word up, this shit gon' be ill. . Raw like sushi.
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day. Ah ah, word up, this shit gon' be ill. . Raw like sushi.
No quería ir a esa fiesta, no me arrepiento. fue presión de mis amigos, tal vez Internet lento. no recuerdo no estaba en el mood de ver películas. mutiladas o peor aún, sobrio en sábado.
On this cold November day. You will see me smilin'. Oh but it's been a while. . Since I could laugh again. Talkin' with my friends. And now you'll hear me sayin'.
Take a good look at your dead-end life. Tell me you don't long for the good times. Just a moment to yourself again. Worries disappear where you begin.
What a drag, it is getting old. "Kids are different today", I hear every mother say. Mother needs something today to calm her down. And though she's not really ill, there's a little yellow pill.
Elvis's is probably 30 years old. He looks like a Saab in '45. Cliff says he's got a headache. Looks like shit and feels like America. Looks like shit and feels like America.
Well, I've been in this Garden of Eden a long time. And I've never seen Adam do anything I understand. When I see you gunning for me double-four time.
Miss Lucy. The steamboat had a bell. Miss Lucy went to Heaven. the steamboat went to.... . Hello operator. please give me number 9. And if you disconnect me.
You said things I wouldn't say straight to my face, boy. You tossed the egg up and I found my hands in place, boy. After backing up as far as you could get.
Don't be fooled by him, he's fine. Rock and roll Ken doll, he's a national end-all. He's an off and on friend of mine. . Where have I been? Got any what?.
You're the line I follow in my life. Two seperate minds but one lousy excuse. Wasting time, I'm slipping throught life. I'm in a bad movie with a predictable end.
False imagination. Spiritual. Weakness. Thoughts to Christ, not obedient. Inner struggle, mind distant. Self-awaken.
Hey, hey, you, you. You got the skin of the tiger. I said, "Hey, hey, you, you. You got the head of the lion". . You beg, steal a soul or leg. Of a hopeless child.
My Nerves 2:34. Little Willie John. (Henry Glover, Isaac Toombs). Recorded Mar 1, 1956 King Single 4935. With Ernie Hayes-piano, Mickey Baker-guitar, Carl Pruitt-bass.
My Baby's In Love With Another Guy 2:26. Little Willie John. (Herman Brightman, Larry Lucie). Recorded Cincinnati Juen 6, 1962. King Single #5744 Apr 1963.
MY OWN WAY HOME. WRITERS GLENN SHORROCK, BRIAN CADD. . The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... "I've got something fantastic I know you can use," said the five and dime prophet on the ten dollar news, he's asking me to share his vision while looking down at his shoes, how can I work out what he's saying, how will I know if he's telling the truth ? The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... For the secret of romance turn to page 94, then take of all the boxes and add up your score, radio heartbreak can save any marriage, and that's what "AM" is for, opinions of numbers don't add up to nothing, I've already done it - I've been there before ... The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... Oh, no, why can't they let things be, I'm outa here - that's enough for me. Woah, the lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... I'll find my own way home, I'll find my own way home, leave me alone I will find my own way home (repeat).
My lady and me fought our way free from a shanty town. Parades of the blues were in every night. We slipped out of town with the morning's light. . My lady and me wanted to see if we'd settle down.