Laulunsanoja:
Show Weather To A Stone

Y'know, I ain't a hoe that'll want a nickel of herb The street bitch need a stack that's as thick as a curb And you might catch a chick in the 'burbs

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong Love of my life Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong Ring, ding, dong, ring-a

ll be damn if you slander who Tech Ninna My crew cannibals ain't no fan it You man who do a lot in a jam or two Said I'm a sell out cause I worked with

up the world with time turning time to flowers I can show you all the songs That I never sang to one man before We have seen a million stones lying

together We're light as a feather Heavy as the weather If it was raining stones Put our hands together to applaud or pray It's like the show was over

up the world with time And turning time to flowers I can show you all the songs That I never sang to one man before We have seen a million stones Lying

with a choice who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young woman's voice here's a toast to all the folks on death row

hearted been discarded from everything we've ever been part of They just robbed it Unguarded, tormented and tortured and got nothing but scars and grey hairs to show for it Fuck that, every stone

I can't stand no more teasin' I wrote a letter, I couldn't get her Some other fella was going to tell her This kind of weather, you need a sweater It