Anyway, anyway...moving on Anyway, anyway...been too long I only need when there's something wrong so anyway, anyway...moving on I would have called
I guess God couldn't see you through the cloudy, grey sky. Everything is wet and my eyes are bright. I could see the sun below a denim shade, and if
She was a blue eyed girl from the heart of Kentucky Daddy was minister and momma did nothing They escaped from the hills in an olds 98 For an old piece
I'm so afraid-but that's the price I pay Of what I might do-I'm scared of doin' you I know me so well-shit is going swell I might surprise you. When
Oh...tears of the day? What runs the world but cash, when I'm rich I'll be the mack There's a hole in heart, try to fix it where to start I'm just a
, things are gonna change on ya. Used to get the whip and now I'm puttin down the reins on ya. Putting down everything that comes to my head for ya, can't even
I'll bet the chicks really dig you. With chops like that, who could blame them? I would hook you up, but my dates roommate is kind of a snob. Yeah, she
He's the only honest man in the whole damn room he likes messin with his head-doing acid and shrooms you can't stand to stand around him cause he makes
everything's sad, in the beginning or the end. Who did you fight? What did you win? Pictures of pieces, pieces of youth are candles in the sand, foibles
be with you 'cause it's getting lonely down by the lockers. I don't wanta be seen with you. I don't wanta smell Georgio. I don't even know what to do
thing and M.O.B. is about the cash. HEY, HEY, HEY! The world loves rich people for all that they buy. And I want to be loved and not even have to
if we changing, breaking the mold of tripped-out relationship? What goes up is always gonna come down. Is there fact in that fiction? Do I feel friction? Shhh! Don't answer, not even
I thought you wanted to be my friend. I thought you wanted to be my... When-I see your face for real, I stop-and then I clear my through When I-try
You'll know when the best of what you're gonna get is in front of you. You'll throw it away for something else that you might do. Big shoes are fillable
me luck I'll need it. He caught us cheating at cards, or at least so he thought. We weren't even playing for money, just a friendly little game. He didn't even
I know your messed up mind. I know you're dreaming of the suicide. You're in bed with a gun, waiting on Heaven to save you. I only walked half a mile
his hands are sweating, his friends divide the phone is ringing, but he's too deaf from the fight he went from victim to victor with a stroke of his hand
them to move And rudely lets them to fall and sends them quick to their demise Without so much a bon voyage or even a goodbye Even a goodbye The winter
