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the lucky golden ticket
Finder number five
Found some money in the street
And just wouldn't u know
You got an old man dancing
He's your Grandpa Joe
You got

hands
Catch you getting off of work then I'll put you in a van
Tie you up in rope, have you screaming for your man
But bitch they can't hear you, down by

you up like the Russian
And give your ass a concussion, empty the clip, play percussion
She givin' thanks for the stuffin', so much better than her man

days
cnd oh they're clinging by their fingers
In the river of my mind
Thickly through the hazy fog the past just waves
It's getting far behind

Yeah but

bye, bye
Headed off for a beer

The boat not small the cave cold `n dump
Man this is so dark
But strangely enough I don`t feel the fear
My friends are by

to roam
This far away from my home

And I met an old man who looked just like me
All wizened and ruined and drunk as can be
He opened his book and he wrote

how to work with me hands
I learned from afar how to be a real Man
He said "You 18 years old and now ya on ya own
But how you throw me out thea

up by the river bank
Reflect on all your dreams that sank
Reminding you, everything's a gift
To give our thanks to one another

Pain is for the living

Past the creeks, the rivers and lakes
I turn up the heat, my eyelids are heavy 
I need a drink and a sleep
Off in the distance and yellow light flickers

grave 
Down by the Green River he smiled 
And he gave her a wave  

I remember the songs he wrote 
How could anyone forget? 
And the gracious way he

of love 
And all its highs cause
It´s pouring from the river 
That we already are
Pretty soon you´ll get it 
And man that´s all 

Some say 
It´s a sacred

mister stuck in the past
Silly goose stop the lying, always ducking my ass
Anytime i'm off the schedule is when he appears
Scared to face me as a man

anyone could ever love me for me
Maybe I'll see it when I'm gone and down the River like Phoenix
My Double Helix when Death Grips so tight at my weakest,

her down
Betrayed by her love

Holly; oh my Jolly
You good old fashioned hoe
Taken from us too early, the end you'll never know
But the few left

and hid
But the weirdest thing they ever did
Was the day they floated me in the river Nile
Now I grew up rich, and I grew up soft
I sat in shul next to Ra

and its ring
Being not a thing
He wants his true lady, oh, oh, oh, oh, near

Tá mé i ngrá leat, Éire
I love you, Ireland

Eh, there is an old pub by the river

explain it
But by the way I feel at night
When the neighbourhood
Sleeps soundly
As I stare up
At the moonlit river tide

I got an urge to d-d-dive in
Naked

a young man old
A Pickaxe and whiskey are the handles I hold
Only spirit I had
To the quarry I sold
Limestone
I am living in limestone
And I'll be living in

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night

Centuries ago in a part of Africa
Creatures were not as they are today
There were dinosaurs and things
And Dodos with wings
And man walked on all

asleep, never bust 'n' leave
Rollin up my sleeves, never disappear
Smokin by the river in my Phil knight sneakers
Only spit bars I don’t need no adidas

working just tryna get guap
He bought him a drop and that's how he got shot 
Swear on my city that shit can get hectic
I want me some 4s on an old school

it's a long long long way to go

Well if I ever strike it rich if providence delivers
I'm gonna take this old hoe gonna toss her in the river 
Buy

a spin
I wouldn't be sittin on a tailgate down by the river bank
Knockin back a tall boy with the radio cranked, achin 
Tryin to tell my heart that it