I'm growing seed in a haystack. I give it a splash of green. It's not the sun. It's not the water. There's something more to make me live. And I breed and I can't feel but I drop sad tears when I'm cut off.
You're never with me. You're never near me. What time is it?. What time?. Who's time is this?. Give yourself a chance to breathe. I'll give you the room you need.
This is me with another nervous breakdown. My pressure dropped, this body went with it. Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic. I scream my silent pain in this big plain.
I tried to discover. A little something to make me sweeter. Oh baby please refrain. From breaking my heart. I'm so in love with you. I'll be forever blue.
I try to discover. A little something to make me sweeter. Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart. I'm so in love with you. I'll be forever blue. That you give me no reason.
Yo tengo una amiga. Who's jazz is super steriophonic. Let it crecendo. A million ears are all bionic. Silver enticing. Elastic stretching everlasting.
Back to the backside, hover as you go. And everything means nothing as you know. And sure I know your helping hands are. Pressed against your picked fence.
It's like this. I'm up here actin' real smooth. I'm like an old school rocker. And I'm rappin' away. Yeah, I'm all in your face. And it won't stop. Because it just sounds cool to say it.
More than anything else. I want to marry that girl. Who holds my hand and calls my name. More than anything else. I want to carry that girl. And hold her hand and call her name.
Hubcaps sparkle in the curb. Footsteps silently disturb. The sidewalks, the clublights. The streetlamps that burn. All look good in the eyes of the world.
Vegas Car Chasers. They run. They run to. Vegas Car Chasers. They run. They run to. . Always into you.
What's on your T.V.?. Whatever's okay with me. I didn't think you'd see. I'd change it but i'm too lazy. I let you stumble. My example, I watched it crumble.
Chorus:. As you can see we're filled with joy. Our purpose here is to deploy. These smiles stuck up on our face. Reflect the love we found in grace. Some smiles come and go away.
(Damian Horne). come on. i cooked it. don't look, it's the chicken strips. taste so good, gonna lick your lips. it's all cooked up and on my plate. all I think about is chicken.
Let's get lost in an original sound. I heard a band that was better than the last one around. So take my time, my line, my beat down. . I serve a God that doesn't judge me.
Here we go...ha, ha, ha. Pick it up...woh, woh. Here we go...ha, ha, ha. Pick it up...woh, woh. I can't wait to trade it in. And leave it with a grin.
Without the mustard. You got no flavor. Is that the kind of sandwich. You would give to your neighbor?. . How is the bread?. Is there any taste to savor?.
It's fun to turn the amp up to 11. And sing so loud you can't understand the words. And sometimes that's okay when they're not profound. But I need to sing this kind of song tonight.
I love the radio. It always plays a good selection. I never hear the same song twice. I never hear the same song twice. And I never touch the dial. There's too much anticipation.
It's a hip hop number five. Leaving our town. Yes, we cover new ground. As we head for mile five. Sixteen motels. Shaking their heads. Man, my eyes are getting red.