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Uh thug shit Killa Cam thug shit Yo yo
I want my steak with a funky dame Honey claim cash like the Money Train Faces of death eatin monkey brain Chunky change call it iced out and flawless For all my niggas upstate with food inside the toilet Yo I'm like Hoffa mixed with Sinatra La costa nostra dude packed a toaster True motherfuckers y'all blew it motherfuckers Told you how we do it, stupid motherfucker I chew motherfuckers, know how I do it motherfuckers Lay your block down when I come through it motherfuckers Niggaz want murders, maybe I'll call Ladies'll fall, yo we killin babies and all I mean, one up in the cabbage, one up in the carriage Bing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit, faggot Your mother sayin look at they 'matics, damn look at they habits Oh, look at they karats [Killa Sha] Paint the picture, 2-5-2 killa scripture Verse six: Chapter five, touch more lives Try to survive in this frontline with mines Deep, but I'm in the minds of foul men Too much gin, too much hash, too much cash Kinda hard to let this good shit pass So I dabble in it, heads eat and killa sin it Ya bitch niggaz wanna get in it but can't fit it Many is callin, but few is chosin And them faggot ass niggaz thats holdin, ain't goin Sha Luminatti, uh-huh, god-body Hail, rain, and earthquakes when I break A warning to the fakes (true that) Play the dark and brought to the light Lift up your dress for spite Lyrical fight, for forty days and forty nights Automatically tight, to the blind I bring sight Ninety-nine omega, captivate through your vega Rhyme slayer, do |
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| 2. |
| 2:54 |
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I looked to the sky
Where an elephant's eye Was looking at me From a bubblegum tree And all that I knew The hole in my shoe Was letting in water (letting in water) I walked through a field That just wasnt real Where 100 tin soldiers Would shoot at my shoulder And all that I knew The hole in my shoe Was letting in water (letting in water) (I climbed on the back of a giant albatross Which flew through a crack in the cloud To a place where happiness r eigned all year round Where music played ever so loudly) I started to fall And suddenly woke And the dew on the grass It stuck to my coat And all that I knew The hole in my shoe Was letting in water (letting in water |
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| 5:41 |
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Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar Make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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Withering tree, bearing no fruit
Never will see an evergreen suit Reaching right out, out for the sun Broken old branches, fall one by one Into the arms of eternity Fighting the fish up from the deep Oh how I wish the lake would not sleep Following dreams into the blue There you will see, hidden from view Trees in the arms of eternity Into the arms of eternity |
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| 5. |
| 6:22 |
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There were Three Men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try. And these Three Men made a solemn Vow, John Barleycorn must die. They've plowed, They've sown, They've harrowed him in, Thrown clods upon his head. And these Three Men made a solemn Vow, John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a very long time, 'Til the rains from Heaven did fall. And little Sir John sprung up his head, And so amazed Them all. They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day, 'Til he looked both pale and wan. And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard, And so become a man. They've hired men with their scythes so sharp, To cut him off at the knees. They've rolled him and tied him by the waist, Serving him most barb'rously. They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks, Who pricked him to the Heart. And the Loader, he has served him worse than that, For he's bound him to the cart. They've wheeled him around and around a field, 'Til They came unto a barn. And there They made a solemn Oath, On poor John Barleycorn. They've hired men with their crab-tree sticks, To cord him skin from bone,. And the Miller, he has served him worse than that, For he's ground him between two stones. And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl, And his brandy in the glass. And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl, Proved the strongest man at last. The Huntsman, he can't hunt the fox Nor so loudly to blow his horn. And the Tinker, he can't mend kettle nor pots, Without a little barleycorn. |
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| 5:30 |
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Seems I've got to have a change of scene
'Cause every night I have the strangest dreams Imprisoned by the way it could have been Left here on my own or so it seems I've got to leave before I start to scream But someone's locked the door and took the key You feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well, you feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well, say, you sure took me for one big ride And even now I sit and wonder why That when I think of you I start to cry I just can't waste my time, I must keep dry Gotta stop believin' in all you lies 'Cause there's too much to do before I die Don't get too lost in all I say Though at the time I really felt that way But that was then, now it's today; I can't get off so I'm here to stay Till someone comes along and takes my place With a different name and, yes, a different face |
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| 3:33 |
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I'm looking for a girl who has no face
She has no name, or number And so I search within his lonely place Knowing that I won't find her Well, I can't stop this feeling deep in inside me Ruling my mind I feel no sound Don't know where I'm bound The scenery is all the same to me Nothing has changed or faded I'm a part of it, some part of me Painted cool green, and shaded So, try to find myself must be the only way To feel free |
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| 8. |
| 3:24 |
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Well you think you had a good time
With the boy that you just met Kicking sand from beach to beach Your clothes all soaking wet But if you look around and see A shadow on the run Don't be too surprised if its just a paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun - 간 주 중 - In the room where you've been sleeping All your clothes all thrown about Cigarettes burn window sills Your meter's all run out But then again its nothing You just split when day is done Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun - 간 주 중 - Standing in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume Too much sun will burn! When you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going home You can't make the train fare Or the six pence for the phone And icicles your crying From your cheek have just begun Dont be sad, good times are had Beneath the paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand The boy who had given you so much fun Has left you so cold in the paper sun in the paper sun |
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| 2:46 |
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Yesterday I was a young boy
Searching for my way Not knowing what I wanted Living life from day to day 'Till you came along There was nothing but an empty space and a pain Feels like Coloured Rain Tastes like Coloured Rain Bring on Coloured Rain Yeah! I can see a sail of changing Filling with surprise United with a feeling Bringing love into my eyes Till you came along there was nothing but an empty space and a pain |
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| 3:14 |
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We are not like all the rest
You can see us any day of the week. Come around, sit down, take a sniff, fall asleep Baby you don't have to speak. I'd like to show you where it is But then it wouldn't even mean a thing. Nothing is easy, baby just please me Who knows what tomorrow may bring. If for just one moment You could step outside your mind. And float across the ceiling I don't think the folks would mind. We are not like all the rest You can see us any day of the week. Come around, sit down, take a sniff, fall asleep Baby you don't have to speak. I'd like to show you where it is But then it wouldn't even mean a thing. Nothing is easy, baby just please me Who knows what tomorrow may bring. Well if for just one moment You could step outside your mind. And float across the ceiling I don't think the folks would mind. Who knows (who knows, who knows) what tomorrow may bring (repeat to fade) |
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| 2:35 | 
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| 3:37 |
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Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well Call all my reindeer to graze here, call all my grain to grow Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow Many a thought unanswered, many a tale to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river And together we melt like the snow Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow A few more miles to go Miles to freedom |
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| 2:57 |
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So many people with nothing to do
Hundreds of buildings that block out my view Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe Standing alone on the corner He's thinking that work is all a big joke While he looks in the gutter for something to smoke Two hundred kids in one red minimoke Scream down the street fully loaded Day in the city Oh what a pity I could be in Berkshire where the poppies are so pretty I could be in Berkshire where the poppies are so pretty I wish that I was there I want to make it out of there People like sardines Packed in a can Waiting for Christmas that's made in Japan And I'm having trouble with my apple flan Sat in the cafe on the corner I walk through the green gates and into the park Where murderers crawl after girls in the dark Down by the shed I head a remark I turned on but no one could hear me |
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| 4:28 |
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| 3:16 |
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| 4:22 |
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Well you think you had a good time
With the boy that you just met Kicking sand from beach to beach Your clothes all soaking wet But if you look around and see A shadow on the run Don't be too surprised if its just a paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun In the room where you've been sleeping All your clothes all thrown about Cigarettes burn window sills Your meter's all run out But then again its nothing You just split when day is done Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun Standing in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume Too much sun will burn! When you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going home You can't make the train fare Or the six pence for the phone And icicles your crying From your cheek have just begun Dont be sad, good times are had Beneath the paper sun Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand The boy who had given you so much fun Has left you so cold in the paper sun |
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| 2:47 |
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Turn around every way, looking back another day
The race is on, I'm out to win, before I start I must begin Here we go round in circles to nowhere Mulberry bush just won't let me see If I am lonely when I arrive there Mulberry bush, will you shelter me when I am naked and cold? Yet no one must see, oh they're looking at me When I am straight I feel that my world is real With people running round and round, bringing one another down People running round and round, bring ing one another down Here we go round, I'm looking for someone Mulberry bush is calling to me Red lights and green ones, I can't be nervous Mulberry bush, your bright eyes I see Here we go round in circle to nowhere Mulberry bush just won't let me see If I am lonely when I arrive there Mulberry bush, will you shelter me |
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