justice Living in a world of shame Living in a world of freedom Living in a world of pain Well you know, I want to make the world turn around Turn the darkness into light Turn the hunger
She's got the wealth and power But she hasn't got a man Um Hummmm No matter how hard she tried She was so empty inside So lonely She hung her
i pick noses my own BIATCH! I don't give a fuck listen...listen...(Yea uh) those are pickers motherFUCKER. I like the joker, I think this is fresh, if Steve
(ronnie scott/ steve wolfe) Producers for bonnie: ronnie scott, steve wolfe Recorded in 1975, this was bonnie's first ever recording! lyrics taken from
lot trust for Steve Stoute At some point till I got to know him We old friends, but what's loyal? Puff soaked Interscope offices With champagne bottles on Steve And Steve
spit We leavin' the shit financially and physically slick You'll never see me undernourished 'cuz I'm lyrically fit Like grillin' this shit when it comes to verses of hunger
then step back on 'Coz son, you'll never catch me preaching what I'm not practicing Word War II, platform, the illest flows I know my hunger's real, I
s your heart that sees through all the lies And the first answer follows the first question asked The mystery unmasked by the seeker In a world full of sorrow, hunger
as beggin' Lord I don't take no charity Yeah but right now Lord with my back to the wall Can't help but recall How they nearly hung me for stealin
'd rather die I laid my last ten dollars down Though I didn't need a thing Just to touch sweet Carrie Brown When she handed me my change I hung
push next year You talking for ya health, nigga rock on Check where you come from, you now my stee dun Run a g and leave 'em strung with they tongue hung
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals) Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals) Warren cucurullo
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine) Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Roy estrada (vocals) Bob harris (boy soprano
(Steve Curtis) Late last night, I missed my train I walked back to the car and drove home again Just outside of Pittsburgh, it's really not that far
SECOND WIND WRITERS DENNIS LAMBERT, PAM RESWICK, STEVE WERFEL And I'm starting to feel much better again, I'm starting to get my second wind. I owe