Lyrics:
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
all night through
This is how we shed our problems
Under the southern moon
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Yeah, it's three
in ya Jeep
Bang that shit retarded
Bob Digi, (Sun Zeini)
P. Sunn, (12 O'Clock)
Two On Da Road on this, 12 O'Clock
I love my brother to death
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
blameless
Only three of my extensions evеr caved in
You got savings? Ooh, well I hope you do
‘Causе it's a heck of a
Job that I'm quoting you
Look, I know
The Kid
We're Rollin' & Tumblin' with The Black Snake Moan
But The Sky Is Cryin' All Alone. Please Don't Go
Just tell me how many blues
I got the 3
Bring the troops in
I'll fuck around and let 'em loose then
We'll give 'em blues then
Oh fuck it, call me Bobby "Blue" Bland
Aye you a fool man
see a foot in the trunk
I don't know why they keep playin'
They better re-plan
I'm giving them the blues, Bobby "Blue" Bland
Together we stand
high time we went?
Ain't it high time we went?
Three o'clock and I'm dreaming
Somebody's shouting the way
Nobody can see me
Trying to find a brand
high time we went?
Ain't it high time we went?
Three o'clock and I'm dreaming
Somebody's shouting the way
Nobody can see me
Trying to find a brand
yeah)
My nigga Bobby V, Blue Collar what up? (Yeah)
Holiday Season (han, han, Gucci, hey)
Shout out to ATM Entertainment, let's go nigga (Holiday
species threatened by these 5 o'clock follies
Ecosystems endangered by these 5 o'clock follies
Apartheid policies discussed in 5 o'clock follies
Chief
by them
This was the rise and the rise
Of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers
And boy that band could really play
They were unique, they had the beat
the afternoon
I stay up till 1 and way after 2
And by half-passed 3 I'm now sound asleep
I'ma keep it goin' 'til 6 o'clock in the morning
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Nick]
We make hits like the mafia (mafia)
After the club hit
Steamboat whistle blues
Oh Captain Way I'm sorry, my hat is off to you
You've been a-hanging out by the old cook stove
With the steamboat whistle blues
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down, I'm blue
As I sit by the fire
Of your warm desire
I've got the blues for
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down, I'm blue
As I sit by the fire
Of your warm desire
I've got the blues for
the blues
It's a good day, for Bobby Blue Bland
For the thrill isn't gone, Magic Stand
Whatever it takes, I do what I can do
To bridge this river that
the blues
It's a good day, for Bobby Blue Bland
For the thrill isn't gone, Magic Stand
Whatever it takes, I do what I can do
To bridge this river that
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
Peoples' eyes closed like envelopes by folk membership
With unpaid doctor bills, framed got shot and killed
Cock, pop and pilled
Three-tenth cotton steel
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
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