moves so fast I tried to save some but the bottle got smashed stop - living under the gun believing lies has got us on the run wind me up - you wear me down
that bridge before you can cross Heart burnin', still yearnin' There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost Now I'm all worn down by weeping My eyes
lying in the mud Got a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood Everybody get ready - lift up your glasses and sing Everybody get ready to lift up
soft I use fire to cool me off I told em I'll grow up one day and show 'em I'd be able to choke clouds Pick up lightenin' bolts and throw 'em Take the
: Smoke it flies from whiskey mouths Vagabonds walk this suitcase town Summer left us beckoning The cottonwoods were all worn out Night comes fixing
Stirrin' up the bed of the river Somewhere you don't like to go You wrote this down so many times But you get up anyway and you write it down again
time for complicated music or too much sophistication. He's one of the survivors, The motorbike riders. You ought to see Johnny Thunder riding down the
. [Hook] Looked me up and down, I don't make a sound, There's a lesson that I want you to learn, If you're gonna play with fire then you're gonna get
A poorly worn disguise A child unloved that then grows up To love what we despise We?re broken but still breathing We are wounded but we are healing We pick up
had some happy with my sad and some tricks in my bag when it's up run a muck like a bull that just bucked when it's down it's a drag and you fight
Aish Tamid eternally, fire burns continuously Wondering where you've been, won't you come on home to me? Aish Tamid eternally, a fire burns continuously
you're gonna lose Looked me up and down I don't make a sound There's a lesson that I want you to learn It's if you're gonna play with fire then you're
Criminal minded, gangster of love Charms in your arms, your gun is wild warm Worn, bang bang, shoot 'em up Tips in your clip, click clack, use 'em up
fucked You traded in your blues for boom, tap shoes I do shows and change all opposing views I get down, I go up as I blow up cause I got this O.M.B.
went buckwild, wanting more like the pipe worn whores I began to deplore No time for playing with my coochie counting my man's mad lucci While he was up
I guess we were just nothin but a big blue sky We've had earthquakes, twisters, hurricanes, tidlewaves and hail down n our heads We've been knocke down, sucked in spun round, shaken up
van dude so I had to smartin up, you know chalk em up, bye bye mutha-fuckin drive by we walkin up put your little lawkers up and your lil snub nigga