Daylight's gone Night is falling Shadows rising slowly They're facing the moon Sweetest pain will Guide you through You have to make believe Then your
Why are you the one? I can't lose What's the reason that I'm here again? It's crazy I keep waitin' but I'm foolish 'cause you'll never change Wasted
There you may stand in your splendor and jewels Swaying me in both directions One is the right one, the other for fools How do I make my selection? The
Alright To know you is to hate you So loving you must be like suicide Well I don't mind if you don't mind Well I'm not the one that's going to die I
Oh, well, I bought me a donkey, about four foot tall To plough my cotton in the early fall He's runnin' around, it was an awful sin I had to build a fence
R u ready? Pum, pump, let me see you jump Shake your rump, push it real good Break it down with the funk One love, like the LB say, right, right Music
(sanderson/wallis) (stiff music ltd./zomba music publ.ltd.) Keep looking back over your shoulder You don't know who might be there Hiding under your
[Cormega] Yo, when you deal with niggas You know what I'm sayin You gotta know where they stand (Watch niggas) 'cause everybody your man when things is
They tied me to a tree An this donkey is watchin' me Now I cant go out an play An this donkey is in my way I took a piss in church So they tied me to
Here he come again Dress in all that skin Like he was still human being Look at he long ears And he big brown eyes And with them truth he is seeing
R u ready, ready, London? R u ready, ready London? R u ready? Are R u ready, ready, London? R u ready, ready London? R u ready? Are R u ready, ready
Hey baby What's up? What do I gotta do to get A tip dance? You know what you gotta do Shit, ya know gimme some head Naw I'm juss fuckin' wit you baby
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(Harris/Dickinson/Gers/Murray/McBrain) Settle down She's got legs... like (inintelligible), She's got an ass.... like (inintelligible) She's got tits
through hallucinations escape now every wicked ordeal regenerates disgrace, emotions ruined intellectuals seduced including nations founded under loose
All grown up Made your mother proud Hey look at me Sitting on my cloud Weak frightened little boy Meek the source of so much joy Think you lie above the
Girl, it's alright, now 'Cause it's there in your eyes Yeah, I can see that you want me By the way that you smile R u still down for me? Left once again
You can talk to the police You can talk to the press You can talk to the politicians I don't care, man What we're doing here is so bizarre No one will