Dude Posted September 25, 2006 Share Posted September 25, 2006 For your sparkling cocky smileI have walked a million milesBegging you to come wed me in the SpringWhy do you my dear delayWhat makes you laugh and turn away?You're a hesitating beauty Nora Lee Well I know that you are itching to get married, Nora LeeAnd I know I am twitching for the same thing, Nora LeeBy the star and clouds aboveWe can spend our lives in loveYou're a hesitating beauty Nora Lee We can build a house and homeWhere the flowers come to bloomAround our yard I'll nail a fence so highThat the boys with peeping eyesCannot see that angel faceOf my hesitating beauty, Nora Lee. We can ramble hand in handAcross the grasses of our landI'll kiss you for each leaf on every treeWe can our kids to playWhere the dry winds blow todayIf you'll quit your hesitating, Nora Lee Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted September 26, 2006 Share Posted September 26, 2006 I know the next life is gonna be a good life for me, I know the next run is gonna be a good one for me, I made a drawing of accuracy that painted it real gorgeous, I'd share it with you tonight but I left it on the bus, (I left it on the schoolbus) I remember Manzanita and schools made out of brick, underneath that black scratchboard is where I found the stick, (that's where I found the yardstick) Gloria found a drawing of accuracy that painted it real gorgeous she leaned closely and over to me and said she "found it on the bus" she found it on the schoolbus... Link to post Share on other sites
Nobody Girl Posted September 26, 2006 Share Posted September 26, 2006 You'd never leave on your ownWhere you're from and where you're goingI know these things like I know you hate me now Catch yourself in mid-air thinkingYour dreams can never be boughtI couldn't help you then and I guess I can't help you now When jousting is for pleasure, pleasure is way out of handThe time is right for getting out while we still can Chickamauga's where I've beenSolitude is where I'm boundI don't ever wanna taste these tears againI don't ever wanna taste these tears again Appalachian, so patientThe lessons we've traveledAs soon as we're out we're kicking our way back in Fighting fire with unlit matchesFrom our respective trenchesNo authority can clean up this mess we're in A miracle might point the wayTo solutions we're afterAnd avert our chronic impending disaster Chickamauga's where I've beenSolitude is where I'm boundI don't ever wanna taste these tears again Link to post Share on other sites
Hello_Operator Posted September 26, 2006 Share Posted September 26, 2006 When he took the three disciplesto the mountainside to pray,his countenance was modified, his clothing was aflame.Two men appeared: Moses and Elijah came;they were at his side.The prophecy, the legislation spoke of whenever he would die. Then there came a wordof what he should accomplish on the day.Then Peter spoke, to make of them a tabernacle place.A cloud appeared in glory as an accolade.They fell on the ground.A voice arrived, the voice of God,the face of God, covered in a cloud. What he said to them,the voice of God: the most beloved son.Consider what he says to you, consider what's to come.The prophecy was put to death,was put to death, and so will the Son.And keep your word, disguise the vision 'till the time has come. Lost in the cloud, a voice. Have no fear! We draw near!Lost in the cloud, a sign. Son of man! Turn your ear.Lost in the cloud, a voice. Lamb of God! We draw near!Lost in the cloud, a sign. Son of man! Son of God! Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted September 27, 2006 Share Posted September 27, 2006 "Black Jesus" [2Pac]Searching for Black JesusOh yeah, sportin jewels and s**t, yaknahmean?(Black Jesus; you can be ChristianBaptist, Jehovah Witness)Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt(Islamic, won't matter to meI'm a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day)Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a..What? [Kadafi]I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squadStuck in a nightmare, hopin he might careThough times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cardslike I'm jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailinGot me bailin to stacks more green; Gods ain't tryin to be trappedon no block slangin no rocks like bean piesBrainstorm on the beginninWonder how s**t like the Qu'ran and the Bible was writtenWhat is religion?Gods words all cursed like crackShai-tan's way of gettin us backOr just another one of my Black JesuS traps [storm]Who's got the heart to stand beside me?I feel my enemies creepin up in silenceDark prayer, scream violence - demons all around meCan't even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesusgive me a reason to survive, in this earthly hellCause I swear, they tryin to break my wellI'm on the edge lookin down at this volatile pitWill it matter if I cease to exist? Black Jesus [2Pac]All hail, the pressure no endeavor can failSome missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jailIn times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troopslike a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus, hahahahahaHe's like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus [Young Noble]Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religionRebellin against the system, commence to lynchinThe President ain't even listenin to the pain of the youthWe make music for eternity, forever the truthPolitical prisoner, the two choices that they givin usRide or die, for life they sentence usOh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother ShawnSoon as the sky get bright, it's just another stormBrothers gone, now labeled a statisticAin't no love for us ghetto kids, they call us niggletsHistory repeats itself, nuttin newIn school I knew, e'rything I read wasn't trueBlack Jesus [2Pac]To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientatedAn Outlaw initiated, blazed and fadedMade for terror, major league ni**az pray togetherbi**hes in they grave while my real ni**az play togetherWe die clutchin gla*ses, filled with liquor bomblasticCreamated, last wishes ni**a smoke my ashesHigh sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilitiesI'll mob on, why they copy me sloppilyCops patrol projects, hatin the people livin in themI was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prisonWent to church but don't understand it, they underhandedGod gave me these commandments, the world is scandalousBlast til they holy high; baptize they evil mindsWise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trickWhich one of y'all wanna feel the degrees?bi**hes freeze facin Black Jesus [2Pac]All hail, the pressure no endeavor can failSome missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jailIn times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troopslike a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus [Kastro]Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon' failAnd it ain't hard to tell, we dwell in hellTrapped, black, scarred and barredSearching for truth, where it's hard to find GodI play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I'm a liferProceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripesMy Black Jesus, walk through this valley with meWhere we, so used to hard times and casualtiesIndeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streetsAnd haven't eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for meAnd all the young thugs, raised on drugs and gunsBlazed out and numb, slaves to this slumsThis ain't livin... Jesus [singers repeat in background 3X]We believed in youEverything you doJust wanna let you know, how we feelBlack Jesus! Searchin for Black JesusIt's hard, it's hardWe need help out hereSo we searchins for Black JesusIt's like a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us throughSomebody that understand our painYou know maybe not too perfect, you knowSomebody that hurt like we hurtSomebody that smoke like we smokeDrink like we drinkThat understand where we coming fromThat's who we pray toWe need help y'all Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted September 28, 2006 Share Posted September 28, 2006 Anyone can tell you there's no more road to rideEveryone will tell you there's no place to hideThere's no laws or rules to unchain your lifeBut the ones who didn't make itThe ones who couldn't take itSo glad they have made it out alive Everyone loves the fun everyone comes byIn the wind I crunch I want to dieThey can give me pillsOr let me drink my fillThe heart wants to explode far awayWhere nobody knows Do you believe she said thatDo you believe she said thatI said I hate myself and I want to die Half of it is innocentThe other half is wiseThe whole damn thing makes no senseI wish I could tell you a lie Hey come hereLet me whisper in your earI hate myself and I want to die Do you believe she said thatCan you believe she repeated thatI said I hate me myself and II said I hate myself and I want to die Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted September 28, 2006 Share Posted September 28, 2006 Her green plastic watering canFor a fake chinese rubberplantIn the fake plastic earthThat she bought from a rubber manIn a town full of rubber plansTo get rid of itself It wears her outIt wears her outIt wears her outIt wears her out She lives with a broken manA cracked polystyrene manWho just crumbles and burnsHe used to do surgery for girls in the eightiesBut gravity always wins And it wears him outAnd it wears him outAnd it wears him out She looks like the real thingShe tastes like the real thingMy fake plastic loveBut I can't help the feelingI could blow through the ceilingif I just turned and ran And it wears me outIt wears me outIt wears me out If I could be who you wantedIf I could be who you wanted all the time. Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted October 1, 2006 Share Posted October 1, 2006 There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean,And I hate to hurt your feelings but it's not the way it seems,'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known.And no one ever shared more love than we've known.And I miss her. But it all seems so strange to seeThat she'd ever turn her back on meAnd leave without a last goodbye.And if she winds up walking the streets,Loving every other man she meetsWho'll be the one to answer why?Lord, I hope it's not me, it's not me. And if I never see her face again, I never hold her hand.And if she's in somebody's arms, I know I'll understandBut I miss that girl. I still miss that girl. Maybe someday soon, somewhere. Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted October 1, 2006 Share Posted October 1, 2006 You got to be crazyYou gotta have a real needYou gotta sleep on your toesAnd when you're on the streetYou gotta be ableTo pick out the easy meatWith your eyes closedAnd then moving in silentlyDown wind & out of sightYou gotta strike when the moment is rightWithout thinking And after awhileYou can work on points for styleLike the club tieAnd the firm handshakeA certain look in the eyeAnd an easy smileYou have to be trustedBy the people that you lie toSo that when they turn their backs on youYou'll get the chanceTo put the knife in You gotta keep one eyeLooking over your shoulderYou know it's going to get harderAnd harder and harderAs you get olderAnd in the end you'll pack upFly down SouthHide your head in the sandJust another sad old manAll alone,and dying of cancer And when you lose controlYou'll reap the harvest you have sownAnd as the fear growsThe bad blood slowsAnd turns to stone And it's too lateTo lose the weightYou used to need to throw aroundSo have a good drownAs you go downAll aloneDragged down by the stone... Gotta admit that I'm a litttle bit confusedSometimes it seems to meAs if I'm just being usedGotta stay awake,gotta try & shake offThis creeping malaiseIf I don't stand my own groundHow can I find my wayOut of this maze? Deaf,dumb & blindYou just keep on pretendin'That everyone's expendableAnd no one has a real friendIt seems to you the thing to doWould be to isolate the winnerEverything's done under the sunAnd you believe at heartEveryone's a killer Who was born in a house full of painWho was trained not to spit in the fanWho was told what to do by the ManWho was broken by trained personnelWho was fitted with collar,and chainWho was given a pat on the backWho was breaking away from the packWho was only a stranger at homeWho was ground down in the endWho was found dead on the phoneWho was dragged down by the stoneWho was dragged down by the stone... Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted October 1, 2006 Share Posted October 1, 2006 I can't hold you downIf you want to flyCan't you see I'm all broke up insideWell just you use your two X Ray eyes Hurt like KryptonitePut me on my kneesNow that I've found out just what you're doingWith your secret identities That's really super SupergirlHow you saved yourself in seconds flatAnd your friends are going to sayThat's really super SupergirlHow you're changing all the world's weatherBut you couldn't put us back togetherNow I feel like I'm tethered deepInside your Fortress of SolitudeDon't mean to be rudeBut I don't feel superSupergirl I won't call againEven in a jamNow I realise you could be on a missionSaving some other man That's really super SupergirlHow you saved yourself in seconds flatAnd your friends are going to sayThat's really super SupergirlHow you stopped the universe from dyingBut you're never going to stop me cryingAnd I feel like you're trying hardTo sweep me like dirt underneath your capeWell I might be an apeBut I used to feel superSupergirl That's really super SupergirlHow you saved yourself in seconds flatAnd your friends are going to sayThat's really super SupergirlHow you're changing the world's weatherBut you couldn't put us back togetherSuper SupergirlHow you stopped the universe from dyingBut you're never going to stop me cryingSuper SupergirlI'm here in your Fortress of SolitudeDon't mean to be rudeBut I don't feel super Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 I keep a close watch on this heart of mineI keep my eyes wide open all the time.I keep the ends out for the tie that bindsBecause you're mine,I walk the line I find it very, very easy to be trueI find myself alone when each day is throughYes, I'll admit I'm a fool for youBecause you're mine,I walk the line As sure as night is dark and day is lightI keep you on my mind both day and nightAnd happiness I've known proves that it's rightBecause you're mine,I walk the line You've got a way to keep me on your sideYou give me cause for love that I can't hideFor you I know I'd even try to turn the tideBecause you're mine,I walk the line. Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 I wanna livewith a cinnamon girlI could be happythe rest of my lifeWith a cinnamon girl. A dreamer of picturesI run in the nightYou see us together,chasing the moonlight,My cinnamon girl. Ten silver saxes,a bass with a bowThe drummer relaxesand waits between showsFor his cinnamon girl. A dreamer of picturesI run in the nightYou see us together,chasing the moonlight,My cinnamon girl. Pa sent me money nowI'm gonna make it somehowI need another chanceYou see your baby loves to danceYeah...yeah...yeah. Heard this one today on the radio...love it! Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 I love this song: There was a stage and a P.A. up in western Massachussetts, and the kids came from miles around to get messed up on the music. And she drove down from Bowdoin with a carload of girlfriends to meet some boys and maybe eat some mushrooms. And they did, and she got sick; now she Link to post Share on other sites
a.miller Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 one of my collaborations: Another month gone in a flash of lightDreams racing, pacing the floorGrinding teeth, tapping feet Slow downFaces fill the gaps and spacesPassing by for other places I'm no going nowhereWalking circles back to nowhere Looking back on a life I once knewNot ahead for what I must doDays are passing by before my eyesStuck alone with an empty feelingGot the shakes and no luck sleepingCan't seem to find a ray of light All the days are passing by before my eyesThe days are passing by before my eyes Time is like a wheel, I am standing stillIf it snowed in July, I don't think I'd mindThe grind of the day, my thoughts drift awayAnd slow downLife comes in stages, I turn the pagesPassing by for other places I'm not going nowhereTrace my paces back to nowhere Looking back on a life I once knewNot ahead for what I must doDays are passing by before my eyesStuck alone with an empty feelingGot the shakes and no luck sleepingCan't see to find a ray of light All the days are passing by before my eyesThe days are passing by before my eyes Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 Sandy: Tell me about it stud! Danny: I got chills.They're multiplyin'.And I'm losin' control.'Cause the poweryou're supplyin',it's electrifyin'! Sandy: You better shape up,'cause I need a manand my heart is set on you.You better shape up;you better understandto my heart I must be true. Both: Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do. Both: You're the one that I want.(you are the one i want), o,o, oo, honey.The one that I want.(you are the one i want want), o,o,oo, honey.The one that I want(you are the one i want want), o,o, oooooThe one I need.Oh, yes indeed. Sandy: If you're filledwith affectionyou're too shy to convey,meditate in my direction.Feel your way. Danny: I better shape up,'cause you need a manSandy: i need a manwho can keep me satisfied.Danny: I better shape upif I'm gonna proveSandy: you better provethat my faith is justified. Danny:Are you sure?Both:Yes, I'm sure down deep inside. You're the one that I want.(you are the one i want want), o, o, oo, honey.The one that I want.(you are the one i want want), o,o,oo, honey.The one that I want(you are the one i want),o, o, ooThe one I need.Oh, yes indeed. Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted October 3, 2006 Share Posted October 3, 2006 I've been praying all the week throughAt home, at work and on the busI've been praying I can keep youAnd to earn enough for us I can take humiliationAnd hurtful comments from the bossI'm just praying by the weekendI can earn enough for us Found a house that won't repair itselfWith it's windows crackingAnd a roof held together with holesJust because we're at the bottom of the ladderWe shouldn't be sadderThan others like usWho have goals for the betterment of lifeGlad that you want to be my wife, but honestI've been praying all the week throughAt home at work and on the busI've been praying I can keep youAnd to earn enough for us So you're saying that we're going to be threeNow, a father's what I'll beDon't get me wrong, I'm so proudBut the belt's already tightI'll get another job at night, but honest I can take humiliationAnd hurtful comments from the bossI'm just praying by the weekendI can earn enough for usJust because we're at the bottom of the ladderWe shouldn't be sadderThan others like usWho have goals for the betterment of lifeGlad that you want to be my wife, but honest I can take humiliationAnd hurtful comments from the BossI'm just praying by the weekendI can earn enough for usI can earn enough for us Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted October 3, 2006 Share Posted October 3, 2006 Drive yourself right up the wallNo one hears and no one callsIt's a boring stateIt's a useless wait, I know Brag about things you don't understandA girl and a woman, a boy and a manEverything is sexually vague [an awkward phase?]Now you're wondering to yourselfIf you might be gay Your age is the hardest ageEverything drags and dragsOne day, baby, maybe help you throughSixteen blueSixteen blue Drive your ma to the bankTell your pa you got a dateYou're lying, now you're lying on your back Try to figure out, they wonder what next you'll pullYou don't understand anything sexualI don't understandTell my friends I'm doing fine Your age is the hardest ageEverything drags and dragsYou're looking funnyYou ain't laughing, are you?Sixteen blueSixteen blue Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted October 4, 2006 Share Posted October 4, 2006 Summer days, summer nights are goneSummer days and the summer nights are goneI know a place where there's still somethin' going on I got a house on a hill, I got hogs all out on in the mudI got a house on a hill, I got hogs out lying in the mudGot a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood Everybody get ready - lift up your glasses and singEverybody get ready to lift up your glasses and singWell, I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposing a toast to the King Well I'm drivin' in the flats in a Cadillac carThe girls all say, "You're a worn out star"My pockets are loaded and I'm spending every dimeHow can you say you love someone else when you know it's me all the time? Well, the fog's so thick you can't spy the landThe fog is so thick that you can't even spy the landWhat good are you anyway, if you can't stand up to some old businessman? Wedding bells ringin', the choir is beginning to singYes, the wedding bells are ringing and the choir is beginning to singWhat looks good in the day, at night is another thing She's looking into my eyes, she's holding my handShe's looking into my eyes, she's holding my handShe says, "You can't repeat the past." I say, "You can't? What do you mean, you can't? Of course you can." Where do you come from? Where do you go?Sorry that's nothin' you would need to knowWell, my back has been to the wall for so long, it seems like it's stuckWhy don't you break my heart one more time just for good luck I got eight carburetors, boys I'm using 'em allWell, I got eight carburetors and boys, I'm using 'em allI'm short on gas, my motor's starting to stall My dogs are barking, there must be someone aroundMy dogs are barking, there must be someone aroundI got my hammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down You got something to say, speak or hold your peaceWell, you got something to say, speak now or hold your peaceIf it's information you want you can go get it from the police Politician got on his jogging shoesHe must be running for office, got no time to loseHe been suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosityYou been rolling your eyes - you been teasing me Standing by God's river, my soul is beginnin' to shakeStanding by God's river, my soul is beginnin' to shakeI'm countin' on you love, to give me a break Well, I'm leaving in the morning as soon as the dark clouds liftYes, I'm leaving in the morning just as soon as the dark clouds liftGonna break the roof in - set fire to the place as a parting gift Summer days, summer nights are goneSummer days, summer nights are goneI know a place where there's still somethin' going on Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 I'm not awake yet, I haven't opened my eyes.But I haven't been late yet, I'm gonna to be on time.For today's the day that you are coming back.And I can't wait to see you materialize. How much can I take now before I break inside?How long will it take now before I realize,That I can't live without you by my side,And nothing else will keep me satisfied? I've looked at my heart now and I trusted my eyes. I made that mistake now ain't gonna make it twice.But time can put the man on the other side.And I can't wait to see what's left behind. I'm not awake yet, I haven't opened my eyes. I haven't been late yet.Gonna be on time, gonna be on time,gonna be on, gonna be on time.But today's the day that you are coming back,And I can't wait to see you materialize. Link to post Share on other sites
viatroy Posted October 9, 2006 Share Posted October 9, 2006 So come on off of your rooftopCome on down to the streetIve got something to tell youYoure secret I will keepTell me why have you been cryingWhy wont you look me in the eyeIm just trying to help youI just need to know whyPlease wont you let me try Be my secret, be my joyBe a miracle to meBe my lover, be my friendBe a miracle to me I want to sleep in your moonglowIn my mind your smile I keepHead over heels I goLike a dream from a peaceful sleepThis time I know Im in deep Be my secret, be my joyBe a miracle to meBe my lover, be my friendBe a miracle to me Link to post Share on other sites
Fritz Posted October 10, 2006 Share Posted October 10, 2006 We were headed home for Austin caught pneumonia on the roadTaking it home to Connie and the kidsA wheel ran off and jumped a railroad then ran through a grocery storeIf you want to buy a bus I'm taking bidsAnd the devil shivered in his sleeping bagHe said traveling on the road is such a dragIf we can make it home by Friday we can bragAnd the devil shivered in his sleeping bag. Well I just got back from New York City Kris and Rita done it allRaw perfection there for all the world to seeLord I heard an angel singing in the Philharmonic HallRita Coolidge Rita Coolidge cleft for meAnd the devil shivered...And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag. Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted October 10, 2006 Share Posted October 10, 2006 Hey little apple blossomwhat seems to be the problemall the ones you tell your troubles tothey Don't really care for youCome and tell me what you're thinkingcause just when the boat is sinkinga little light is blinkingand i will come and rescue youLots of girls walk around in tearsbut thats not for youyou've been looking all around for yearsfor someone to tell your troubles toCome and sit with me and talk awhilelet me see your pretty little smileput your troubles in a little pileand i will sort them out for youI'll fall in love with youI think I'll marry you Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted October 11, 2006 Share Posted October 11, 2006 (edited) I've been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they're realI've been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures areAll I can feel RememberingYou standing quiet in the rainAs I ran to your heart to be nearAnd we kissed as the sky fell inHolding you closeHow I always held close in your fearRememberingYou running soft through the nightYou were bigger and brighter and wider than snowAnd screamed at the make-believeScreamed at the skyAnd you finally found all your courageTo let it all go RememberingYou fallen into my armsCrying for the death of your heartYou were stone whiteSo delicateLost in the coldYou were always so lost in the darkRememberingYou how you used to beSlow drownedYou were angelsSo much more than everythingHold for the last time then slip away quietlyOpen my eyesBut I never see anything If only I'd thought of the right wordsI could have held on to your heartIf only I'd thought of the right wordsI wouldn't be breaking apartAll my pictures of you Looking so long at these pictures of youBut I never hold on to your heartLooking so long for the words to be trueBut always just breaking apartMy pictures of you There was nothing in the worldThat I ever wanted moreThan to feel you deep in my heartThere was nothing in the worldThat I ever wanted moreThan to never feel the breaking apartAll my pictures of you I love you my sister. Edited October 11, 2006 by M. Christine Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted October 11, 2006 Share Posted October 11, 2006 Ok, not the greatest song, but my kids love it and sang it in the car and made it funnier than hell... Gettin' born in the state of MississippiPoppa was a copper and'a momma was a hippieIn Alabama she was swinging hammerPrice you gotta pay when you break the panoramaShe never knew that there was anything more than poorWhat in the world does your company take me for? Black bandana, sweet LouisianaRobbin'on a bank in the state of IndianaShe's a runner, rebel and a stunnerOn her merry way saying baby what you gonnaLookin' down the barrel of a hot metal .45Just another way to survive Chorus: California rest in peaceSimultaneous releaseCalifornia show your teethShe's my priestess, I'm your priestYeah, yeah She's a lover, baby and a fighterShould've seen her coming when it got a little brighterWith a name like Dani CaliforniaDay was gonna come when I was gonna mourn yaA little loaded she was stealing another breathI love my baby to death Chorus: California rest in peaceSimultaneous releaseCalifornia show your teethShe's my priestess, I'm your priestYeah, yeah Who knew the other side of youWho knew what others died to proveToo true to say goodbye to youToo true, too sad sad sad Push the fader, gifted animatorOne for the now and eleven for the laterNever made it, Up to MinnessotaNorth Dakota man was a gunnin' for the quotaDown in the badlands she was saving the best for lastit only hurts when I laughGone too fast Chorus: California rest in peaceSimultaneous releaseCalifornia show your teethShe's my priestess, I'm your priestYeah, yeah California rest in peaceSimultaneous releaseCalifornia show your teethShe's my priestess, I'm your priestYeah, yeah Link to post Share on other sites
Fritz Posted October 11, 2006 Share Posted October 11, 2006 He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacksPreoccupied with his vengeanceCursing the dead that can't answer him backI'm sure that he has no intentionsOf looking your way, unless it's to sayThat he needs you to test his inventions. Can you please crawl out your window?Use your arms and legs it won't ruin youHow can you say he will haunt you?You can go back to him any time you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feelsTrying to peel the moon and expose itWith his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneelIf he needs a third eye he just grows itHe just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalkOr pick it up after he throws it. Can you please crawl out your window?Use your arms and legs it won't ruin youHow can you say he will haunt you?You can go back to him any time you want to. Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changedAre you frightened of the box you keep him inWhile his genocide fools and his friends rearrangeTheir religion of the little ten womenThat backs up their views but your face is so bruisedCome on out the dark is beginning. Can you please crawl out your window?Use your arms and legs it won't ruin youHow can you say he will haunt you?You can go back to him any time you want to. Link to post Share on other sites
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