then, at least you're next to me. and if i wake up, ??? go back to sleep. i'm covered by nature, and i'm safe now, underneath this oak tree, with you
black like first foot coal, clutched as white as chalk-dust Her fingers sweated india-ink and poison-pen letters There is a hungry hanging tree, just
tree I said ... sometimes I feel like it's just me sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy but take a look at my family cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
my ass is wide Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side... Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive by When I drove by 5 times and
Then at home on a branch on a high stream A songbird sings out so suddenly And the sun is warm and the soft winds ride On a willow tree by the riverside
: (Paradise Oskar - Finland) Peter is smart, he knows each European country by heart He likes to sit under an apple tree on his yard And wait for an
in the wake. It was glorious of glories-a maple April day With a pocket full of horseflies and eyes as bright as rays They said walk away walk away if
: [Ghostface Killah] Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
For no reason at all And all the presents are still wrapped But you don't even call Waiting here alone Christmas by the phone Waiting here alone Spending Christmas by
you wanna murder me? You never ever heard of me You don't know who I am, I could be part of your family tree Now - sent by G-O-D, to save the world, you
: [Violent J:] Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been
: I Love my faygo, my nyquil pills, shaggy, I love my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe My axe iz my buddy, I bring him when I walk me and my
shall, I shall They dress me as a clown, I'm screamin as a loon We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon Here I come there I go, I'm a night walker
the car keys I look around I can't believe that it's possible I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of Everybody
: (by Dolly Parton) Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an
kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four(you know how it go) Two by the foot two by the headboard Man
: Hollywood looks good at night The TVs get fine reception But last night Jean told Steve About her imminent conception She wants a plum tree for the
: Well I realize that I've been hypnotized, I love your gypsy eyes I love your gypsy eyes Alright! Hey! Gypsy. Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my