An' I watch T.V. and I wonder what it would be like To live some place like you know Piccass, B Show, Ozzy and Harriet You know what cops coming got
working your fake id I can show you things that you dream to see Take you off the street get you something to eat I said walk into my eyes baby, come
's got his hands on me only the strong survive And the weak, minded are falling by the wayside, they try But which I overcome and succeed indeed But with success comes
want to further disappoint my fans and my teachers a cougar so I wish shed lend a helping hand damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG after class come with
One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that
a bloodpath Black guillotines, banded like King Luis the 16th Before you blink, Napolean, lock to your wife and tie her man Executioner, poetic conspiracy of Lucifer Beef come
the chainsaw get to waving Like a terrible towel, I faced her around But his fangs come out, get your brains blown out That's what I call blowing your mind When I come
to come romp with me you the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off in your hood with no company come on, Queens aint showing you
Everybody pay attention to me I got the answer, I got the answer Street walking cheetah with a capitol G So get your hands up, now get your hands up
become a liability to cowards cheaper to send them flowers By now you should know it, this is how I feel and how I?ve always felt Even though I don?t show
the edge, close by a river. Close to the edge, round by the corner. Close to the end, down by the corner. Down at the edge, round by the river. Sudden
, close by a river Close to the edge, round by the corner Close to the end, round by the corner Down at the edge, close by a river Sudden problems take
Come into the light, passing through wisdom Hoping for love, all of the moves Don't come across, you get too much Everybody needs it, don't show your
she knew I love her No one to cry, no one to sit by the bed side No one to watch the light in my window No one, no one to come in Come in and pull the
back right now Better get your hands up, yeah, 'cause we about to get down S.O.S., I'm calling out again Just a little text and you're surrounded by
Canada, July 6 in the USA, and about a month later in Europe and everywhere else. Produced by Steve Schram, and recorded at Sing Sing Studios in the
't gon' write itself I'll give you one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands
time It's not like I planned it, we left empty handed 'Cause I'm still alone in my mind Now what will it take to feel right Can I come see you tonight
