Lyrics:
they did it, and I ain't even play with it
In broad day, you gon' let 'em get away with it? (they did it)
Tell me something I already know
A circus
Go little arrow
Shoot like a wave through the tongue of the taro
Bloom every morning
The water, the pepper
The egg warming
Still play that old
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons
Rain and tears are the same
But in the sun you've got to play the game
When you cry
In winter time
You can pretend
It's nothing but the rain
shows my way
(Only the true saves)
Talking 'bout my love for the ladies
Life glows our play
(Stones and graves)
Talking 'bout my love for the ladies
play nice, I'm not a shit-talker
I'm a straight shooter now just give me the money, honey
Straight shooter now just give me the money, honey
Straight
believe this city has just what you need
Come and play, there's no place you would rather be, oh
Than Vegas, Vegas, Vegas, Vegas, the city's alright
and stars came out to play
Then my whole wide world went zoom
(High as a rainbow as we went flyin' by)
Faster and faster we were higher than high
For
Three words you have spoken
Don't make me a fool
As a gesture, a token
Please play by the rules
Please play by the rules
Please play by
Everyone just goes to dust
I sing that go beyond these poison lips
And the shadow electrocution
And now I'm ready to be strong then come play
Parking lot pimpin'
In a spot where cars enter
Gettin' a chick is like gettin' a pick in Guitar Center
These cats learned to play guitar to get girls
On this dark old road, tryna find my way
I'm singing, I'm tired of games people play
(Singing I'm tired of games people play)
No 808, I'm barely
[?]
Some girls work hard, mind right, play the card
I really want a hot gun, not a cash club or [?]
Meet me at the workplace, baby out together well
The worse crime that I ever did was play some rock 'n roll.
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip
Entwistle (c) 1979
I'm tired just kicking my heels at home
Waiting for the phone to ring
Anything but sit around all day and play
The electric
Dancing like a spirit through the open door
There's a feeling to the keys smiling white and black
That you play from the bench with a special knack
thrown on the phone to let the call play
3 way with you and your woman so y'all bond straight
Crew love until the crew done
Until we upstairs talking
on my own
Until I met you
I made excuses for the damage done
I could go back, rewind and play it again
And if I did it over would I wind up with you
trying to play a nigga out of bounds
Seen pictures of her and niggas I hate to found
Sad part was the bitch was trickin' off out of town
Uh, and I was
a long time comin'
But damn we just made it
So much to discuss so frustrated
Yes, I must say that the industry lost touch
Radio better play this, cause
to me, yeah
(tell me baby) Did you really think that?
(I would maybe) I turn the other cheak and
(and let you play me)
I thought you were different
freedoms running out
When you play with fire
One tear can put it out
Everybody wants Joey to act his age
But like an eagle he's locked in a parrots cage
in the way
Finally
The weight is off our shoulders
Play for keeps
Until the night is over
Now you know of my cruel intentions
I can play
love is lost, so carry the cross
'Cause there's no human in us left
We are music made for the deaf
They play a game that they know they'll never win
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