Lyrics:
got no guns, you off to the precinct
Inside tough guys are feminine like sheena easton
Woman cry, woman cry, son still dies
Thrown off
to the precinct
Inside tough guys are feminine like sheena easton
Woman cry, woman cry, son still dies
Thrown off the building like the fall guy
Caved in the grave
a motherfucker out the win-window
Give him a kite where the wind-wind blow
I gotta big appetite because I keep feasting
I will never be by e-e-Easton
Do you
side
That's dark like hell, or safe from light
Just blown apart, by wind from stars
With white dust tides, to pull on ours
The moon you've felt, it
to the moon
Took off to mars like I just ate shrooms
Step on a nigga he play with goon
Dust on them niggas get swept with a broom
Smoking the za you can tell by
Harvest moon shining bright as a streetlight
Least complicated place we could be
Come and sit with you by the fire
Fill the silence, or let it be
Blacked out Duramax
Speakers bout to bust
Moon light bright
Sh-shinin' off the dust
Seat leaned back
Ridin' way jacked up
Yeah, I love this way
Yeah, the moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust, turn
Yeah, the moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust, turn
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
off as you watch us blast off
That's all, last call
Last call, that's all
Left in the moon dust, just a floating rag doll
See we keep the light lit
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt
goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
cnd that fireball whiskey
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon above paradise
Lost and you're a spectator, stringent
Inch by sacred inch shoveling coal
Into my earthworm soul
refuses to stop.
Many many years later I heard Freezing Moon by Mayhem and these words jumped out:
the cemetery lights up again, eternity opens
and I say
Uh, uh, uh
Hey
Uh, break it down, big batty, here to rock the party (c'mon)
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
Do what I must, ooh, what
this moment
Living in the Land of Never (Neverland)
Flying off your fairy dust
Each time we get together
Kisses taste like angel dust
They linger here
bill turn this bitch to a hoe
I brushed her off like the dust on my nose
My liquor Irish it smooth like a silk
I didn't say goodbye cuz I only hello
I
Demolish the beats and the moon
(Yea)
I might just hop in the coupe
Lil Baby I'm telling the truth
No top, I just chopped off the roof
They ain't gone do
worthy to embrace the road we walk?
Am I defined by lack of pride, or am I more than my own detriment's self talk?
Sam once told me that the moon is only
Day by day.
The moon gains on me.
Day by day.
The moon gains on me.
Purchased pair of flabby wings.
I took to doing some HOVERING.
Here is
by one, through the fabric of time and space
Till that day when galaxies collide, I will fight, to feel the same
These signs won't fade to dust, moon
We'll fight side by side
'Till the end of time
Live a life that never gets old
Off they flied, over the moon
A sharp left, once they have left mermaid
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