Lyrics:
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
god up in my blood
Fiend for what I'm dreaming
Cause you know my life a drug
Scheming on my demons
From the 502 with love
boy
When there are grey skies
I don't mind the grey skies
You make them blue, sonny boy
Friends may forsake me
Let 'em all foresake me
I still
Sonny Boy.
When there are gray skies,
I don't mind the gray skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
Sonny Boy.
When there are grey skies,
I don't mind the grey skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
Sonny Boy.
When there are gray skies,
I don't mind the gray skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
rooster feed to a bucket
Just cluckin', tellin' y'all fuck it
Yeah, fuck it
So by now, you probably figured it out
Mainstream pissed me off and made
Me
Light blue eyes
Like the summer skies
And small town dreams become small town lies
And country boys, stay country side
Drinkin shitty beer for a shitty
they come around this way you getting stuck up
Did I stutter?
Run from johnny he's crazy
Mommy I think johnny has rabies
Save me
That lil boy is
Look out your window, baby
There's a scene you'd like to catch
The band is playing "Dixie"
A man got his hand outstretched
Could be the Fuhrer
Could
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
dozen machetes bought from flea markets silently run by the fruiterers, silently run by the butchers, silently run by farmers, silently run by the blue
So, come boy, choose life or death
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
spending
Tryna see the top, need a bird's eye view
You can do you, I'ma do me too
Boy, my future bright and the sky's all blue
All I know is I'm
Tryna do
and his eyes bright blue
So called beef with you-know-who
Fuck it, he just let em kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had our
the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a
White boy, white boy
Sonny Boy.
When there are grey skies,
I don't mind the grey skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
Sonny Boy.
When there are grey skies,
I don't mind the grey skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
Sonny Boy.
When there are grey skies,
I don't mind the grey skies,
You make them blue, Sonny Boy.
Friends may forsake me,
Let them all forsake me,
I
with me tonight
Butternut ‘federat
Boy you gon’ fix me
With tangy-sweet Dixie
Bang bang from impending
I lose you and it’s trending
You’d tell me
about the boy!
(The typists break into defiant tap, topped by MISS FLANNERY in a tap solo.)
Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now that me and mister wrong are
a metal box
To imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury
Two
wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue
And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by
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