I know a girl who thinks of ghosts. She'll make you breakfast. She'll make you toast. . She don't use butter, she don't use cheese. She don't use jelly or any of these.
I said what you wanted to hear. And what I wanted to say, so I will take it back. And all the dishes intact let them be broken. Broken. . It's easy to be, easy and free.
I said what you wanted to hear. And what I wanted to say. So I will take it back. Are all the dishes intact?. Let them be broken. . It's easy to be. Easy and free.
Satan is my Master. He has always been. He tells me what to do. He buys my metallica records for me. And sometimes I think. . Satan is my Master.
We were in a park and I could jump so far. Seems like all I'd ever done. Was smoking pot out in the car and this fear faded in. From the death of kids in my old school.
(Zarie). . (Verse 1). I said "Hi there ...I'm Zarie, you tryna get to know me??". but before i said my name she was already up on me. got that bass jumping out the beamer sounding so retarded.
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it. Oh baby, that's what I like. We in the goon grade, goose with the sprite. Loose sipping dreaming juice, wild for the night.
If you wanna be free. Then I want you to be. You're not mine anymore. You're public property. . You're a slave to these people. Who don't even know you.
Let me tell y'all what it's like. Being male, middle class and white. It's a bitch, if you don't believe. Listen up to my new CD, sham on. . I got shit running through my brain.
I thought about sitting on the floor in second grade. I couldn't keep the pace. I thought I was the only one moving in slow motion. While the other kids knew something I did not.
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head. But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red. Cryin's not for me. 'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'.
Because if you ain't there we're getting foreplay,. Girl let's kick it like soccer like Jorge!. And have fun in this house call it horse play.. She like a nigga with some cake like a birthday,.
Tourists wear their wallets. In high places when abroad. So as not to be ripped off in ways. To which they're not apprised. . Lawyers write some goofy terms.
Tourists wear their wallets. In high places when abroad. So as not to be ripped off in ways. To which they're not apprised. . Lawyers write some goofy terms.
Won't you look up at the skyline, at the mortar block and glass. And check out the reflections in my eyes. You see they always used to be there even when this all was grass.
You and I were looking at old pictures yesterday. Sitting in disbelief at how time slips away. Both at a loss for words to say. You will never be younger than today.
(One.... Two.... One, two, three, four...). . I got up and I drove to work. On the wrong side of the road. What the hell would I do. I must admit I didn't know.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said someday I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.