Lyrics:
with a gun by the groin
And what are friends for
I'm still the boss don't get sent for
Roger that 10-4
Nigga send me, point 'em out, where he at? I got
greeted by silence as the judges turned away to
cast their votes. Then the quiet was broken. A
handsome woman with golden hair, now flecked with
traces
on Worldstar even though Q passed away
Pull a .38 out of my pocket and then cock it
Leave a nigga on an island like he in cast away
Cock strong since them old
reviews on the songs that I sing
I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that
But people keep on coming back
Raising hell with the hippies
a sleuth
To realize this is the truth
Cast your ballot in the booth
It's like pulling a tooth
I'm hanging by a thread
Dunno if I'd rather be dead
But
on the edge
Of my seat
I wanna head up North
Up to the city
Where the West End Girls
Never seen a southern guy like me
But with my best friend by my side
Feel
And what happened to
Good old kindness
Good old kindness
And a little sympathy
Cuz she would stand by
You on your last day
So what happened to good old
a killing (a killing)
They say that my grandpa only got a week to live
It's a lot that I deal with (bless 'em)
Where your friends from your old videos,
Long as I have you in my heart and soul.
I'm in love again.
Can't you realize that its still you again.
I'll be by you like that old fashioned friend.
I
never, never find
A better friend than Old Dog Tray
When thoughts recall the past, his eyes are on me cast
I know that he feels what my breaking heart
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
friends
My old town friends
I remember feeding the duckies right by the rocky creek
Could’ve felt the cool streamin’ water going bare feet
There’s nothing
Choose Your Character
Make way for the four-man rap
I got Jeff, Alltime, and Night by my back
Gonna make nerdcore history
Flames of lyrics burning
to and fro
It's the only way to go - out on the open road
To St. Louis and Chicago in the driving rain - on the legendary '66
Stopping by to see old friends
I don't want to do nothing else
I Sold my Soul
YEAH!
So we ride through the night in this beat up old van
Tryin' to make the next city by mornin'
We
40 West to Memphis by Payson Lyon
Rollin' into Nashville, there's frost around the cab
But all I see for breakfast are those signs above
I work all day in this cannery job
Each can that goes by is like a soul thatu0027s been robbed
I thought one day Iu0027d grow up to be a man
But here
my glass and shout shanghai
My drummer friend comes shooting by
He said Errol Flynn will never die
Oh no! Who am I to question why?
And are you
The Real Thing
I rolled up Nashville many years ago
Make a little noise down on music row
The fame and fortune factory
c place for those who dream
Kinda hard feelin all alone
By yourself ain't got nowhere to go
All my friends stopped inviting me to parties
I slowed down my old lifestyle
by..
I'll keep that to myself
I'm so stupid
[Verse]
Well hello my little friends and look at them run
I'm still at home with no ends and look at them
said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I've said and done for him
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
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