Well I'm leaving my family I'm leaving all my friends My body's at home But my heart's in the wind And the clouds are like headlines Upon a new front
Well, I'm leavin' my family, leavin' all my friends. My body's at home, but my heart's in the wind where the clouds are like headlines upon a new front
Do do do do do do dooo Do do do do do do dooo You built you a house of wood, yeah A wood house, yeah, where love once stood Though the time you spent
By Richard Dobson I CAN FEEL YOUR ARMS AROUND ME LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY I CAN FEEL YOUR HEARING NEXT TO ME AND HEAR YOUR LAUGHTER GAY YOU TRIED TO TELL
He got weights on his shoulders He got chains round his neck 'Fore he get very much older He be a nervous wreck Local boy chops wood, headlines read
You came crashing into my life You pretend to work on a holy strife Only for whites and your disciples A bunch of fools breaking all the rules You are
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My love was like a seed that you had planted The root was not as strong as it could be And as the years went on, you weren't enchanted So you fell it
You're the same old bore I know that, no need to remind me I know from experience that nothing gold can stay Numbers one or two, it all hits the same
[Chorus] X2 Now I got to grip, my wood grain wheel Now I got to grip, my wood grain wheel Now I got to grip, my wood grain wheel Trunk is steady bumping
Come on, y'all, let's take a ride Don't you say shit, just get inside It's time to take your ass on another kind of trip 'Cause you can't have the hop
The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear My friends and I have had a tough time Bruising our brains hard up against change All the old dogs and the
Uh, whut (Hehe) Smoke somethin', bitch, smoke somethin' I'm up early 'cuz my nigga don't sell dope after night time Love choppin' blades, rollin' hooptie
I'm pushin' down the ave no one lookin' good I'm baggin' stones niggas diamonds up against that wood I'm pushin' down the ave no one lookin' good I'm
I won't lead you won't follow Come on up here and stand beside me We'll just keep doing what we're doing And the world will come around you'll see Ain
Put the wood to her put the wood to her Let's make love to mother earth rape her for all she's fucking worth get her hooked on toxic fills drench her
It's a better way to feel, don't be real, be post modern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought) It's a better way to feel, when you
When I rest my chest On this wooden body Feel my soul pore through my moth So that everyone can hear it Come out That's when I know What it is about