(Matraca Berg/Gary Harrison). . I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis. I'm really breaking away this time. A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest.
There's a firefly in love with a distant star. Looking longingly up through the atmosphere. Tiny beacon flies, finds his wings too soon. I watch him make his way, blinded by the moon.
You can laugh if you want to. . Who do you think that I should live this way, I am. What a fight. What if I. . You don't seem worth it today.
You can wait all night. I'll never stop complaining. As I look into those eyes, I can't behave. Cause this song's not right. It's the legend that you're after.
I know what it means. It's a king on his feet with a cavalier face. Such a funny place. He's exhausted and shrewd. Not a man on the move. Just give him a pen.
Can you tell me about yourself. I am partial to life without. How long have you wanted this. How do I say this. I've always wanted this. What are your weaknesses.
Hook: White T, Levis and some fuckin' Vans; Ya boy M.O.D. is tha fuckin man (x4). . I'm jus talkin bout my muthaphuckin outfit, This that water in the middle of that drought shit, This that song you can't go without shit, This that make you wanna go out shit.
[Intro]. Yeah, who's the masta. Who's the masta, who's the masta. . [v1]. Born in africa, chillin in asia. Big boy killa...(amnesia). Im coming harder than ever.
I met her somewhere in the corner of my eye. I keep her somehow in the back of my mind. It wasn't long ago I tried to show her my affection. She turned, looked at me and ran in the other direction.
Of a face full of words you'd think a few would be right (right). and with a few tips of courage you'd think my lips less tight (right). shattered passenger window beside itself on the floor.
Every dawn gets its day like. Every frown gets her way like. Every step to the daylight keeps you stumbling on. Every backward blackbird. Standing out through the rafters.
What a sight. Never thought I'd find you here. Last I knew you'd disappeared. We all get lost.. . I thought I. Had lost you amongst the mess. And the cluttered things in my head.
Don't cry on my shoulder. . rely on someone who's older.. I don't know what to tell you. when you ask about love.. . I think I know what's wrong with you.
Shiva dancer. Poison's the answer. What killed the spider?. . Why the fly?. Eat the fly. Oh my oh my. . Evil tracers. Scanners and lazers. Teacups and tazers aw.
I have walked this road before. So hard to find unopened doors. Lost my way but I have to stay for a while. I'll be searching for more. . And my wounds are real.
She put a spell on him. She had his heart in her hand. And when she squeezed a little bit too hard. She tore the boy to pieces. . Looked into the mirror I was hypnotized.
Oh, what a night, yo, that I just been through. I barely made it home from this hip-hop venue. These 2 guys, no 3 guys, no fourth, yo, this posse. Try to fake a move and bumrush me like a Nazi.
So I saw you alone for the first time,. In the corner of the room drinking cheap white wine,. With your head hung low and no ambitions to try,. Never gonna give you time to cry.
Existence of his precence is his goal. Flawless lessons strengthen his control. Illustrations rest upon the walls. Worship him but soon the devil calls.
What kind of god is senseless and weak. A product of mans own disease. Tormenting with lust, hatred and envy. A product of weakness that is worshipped daily.