When the music starts to playin. She slides out on the floor. Dancing without a partner. Swaying on the two and four. . There's a rhythm in her footsteps.
My God can't hear me. Sweet heaven done fallin' from the sky. I'm tryin' to find my way, home. My God, can't hear me. Sweet heaven fallin' from the sky.
Streamline. Coming down the track. Streamline. Coming down the track. Streamline. Brought my baby back. . Streamline. Did she pay her fare. Streamline.
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad.. They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad.. Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad..
Southside Story (John Mayall 2002). . The Band was jumpin'- hot as hell. Everybody felt allright. Little Walter took the stand. And a blue note cut the night.
So hard to share. The one you love with another guy. So hard to share. The one you love with another guy. . When she's with you. You fear your time will soon expire.
Just a silly kind of quarrel. When we made each other wild. Just a silly kind of quarrel. When we made each other wild. Maybe both of us were wrong. But somebody's acting like a child.
Living in Saw Mill Gulch Road. There's a lonely girl who's now fifteen. Since I've been gone. She's kept a part of me and something seen. Remembering.
On a warm summer night in Arizona. Saw a girl, Lord, I want her so bad. On a warm summer night in Arizona. I saw a girl, Lord, I want her so bad. . But I got no chance to tell her.
Why you gotta be. So... Selfish. Like this relationship is only you. You drive my heart, yeah. So... Reckless. Check this, respect this. The best thing I can do for you.
Regression affliction. Damaging myself again. Perfection impervious. Desolate within. . Foundation shift. Self inflict. . Regression remission. Challenging my own reclaim.
The cold of winter now resides where fires once burned bright. Unseen forces waging war for possession of your sight. Allowing walls to crumble leaving armor to decay.
Yeah. Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh. Lookit. . I know and understand what happen to costs. People, they be so in the dark about the natural laws. And I guess the focal point's attacking the cause.
Paint my face now you're hearin' a clown right?. The flow's Tyson, livin' fear in the sound bite. What the fuck y'all want, with a nigga with no marbles.
Past dreams, past hopes and schemes, my cru's flowin. And blowin up and that's dope to me homie I. Open your chi with the stroke of a key and you can.
Sweet and lovely sweeter than the roses in May. Sweet and lovely heaven must have sent her my way. Skies above me never were as blue as her eyes. And she loves me, who would want a sweeter surprise.
The Snow isn't the best place to find a Block. So the Mine is where I go. Me and my friends at the Bottom Mining Iron. Mining fast and then we Mine slow.
Roses float across the water. And the ice is slowly melting next to you. In our hideout down by the boathouse. Lonely days are through. . 'Cause when you walked into that room.
And in the distance could be heard. What might've been a whispered word. I thought I heard a sigh or two. And instantly I thought of you. . Just beyond and further still.
The days go by and Im still alive. Lost inside but I will arrive. And Im starting to fall. Cant escape from it all. Its better to go down easy. . When Im stuck in this spin.