Lyrics:
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
Black: Let's build an antiseptic world,
Full of artificial people.
Cure all diseases, conquer pain
And monitor the human brain,
And see what
ride
It's a bitter pill I swallow
Just to keep you by my side
Oh my
I'm driving without sleep
There just ain't no tommorow
Because misery is always
Roll and Big Bill Broonzy
And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow
And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac
Over and over again
And voices echoing late
Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus
Another comes on and another comes on
Another one rides the bus
Hey, he's gonna sit by you
Another one
outside
Thought a bum broke bitch said somethin'
When I'm ready I say when to leave, he throw me the keys and tell me to drive
Checkmate through
Like what are you offerin'? (Offerin')
Some wins and some losses (L's)
Some bums and some bosses (bosses)
It's a write off, don't cost us (cost me my
Ich cruise im Hummer durch die City, du wählst 1-1-0
Denn ich bring deine Gang-Member bei nem Drive-By um
Es macht einmal BUM (Bum)
Und du kommst
haben Run by the way
Alles wird so leicht, hast du Fame
Essen in der Punta Cana, wallah
Nie wieder Minus (aha)
Phoenix, Adler die Vision (aha)
Gold,
It's your money maker
It's what mummy gave you
Money maker
Pretty girl, shake your money maker
That's a big bum your mummy gave you
Me, I'm
What's happening all over?
I'll tell you what's happening all over.
Guy sitting home by a television set
That used to be something of a rover.
That's
name
I'll be coming yes I'm running oh I'm on my way
Just stay and I'll be there by the break of day
Look for me through the wind and rain
Thunder
the streets and spread like a disease
Neighborhoods infected then misdirected
It ain't no cure and it's hard to correct it
Bless by the most high cursed by
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live, all by myself
Alone away
Lost, darken rage
Far from grace
InRead invented by Teads
A world
Betrayed
Come and free the beast
Can you hear me?
I want
you dreaming of another life
When you go quiet
But was I made for this? Am I an accident?
There's no one listening
Nothing to help me get by
Where do
Time has told me you're a rare, rare find
A troubled cure for a troubled mind
And time has told me not to ask for more
For someday, our ocean will
Doctor Said
Said to me
Son you need to find a
Remedy
But I don't know
If there's a cure
What you got you oughta be
Pretty damn sure
I'm pretty damn
ran by drugs, took you away
I write this hoping that, it cures the pain
I don't feel the same, world caught up in flames
I don't feel the same, world
worth, I regretted it the first time
So never again will I be led to believe in these lies
Like something spoken by the outcast
Then you'll know that
A warning rejected by prospective cheers
Reducing the channels and raising the fears
Avoiding a fusion by craving a light
Destructive confusion as if
Our way of life is stealthily canceling out
Call it the stars aligning
Population shaving down
And by down I mean declining
With all the rumors all
I'm just another social networking class half assed slactivist
Who acts as if they're no longer wowed by magic tricks
And that's it. my existence
away
By another one's greed and these awful games
For evil in control of a lot of money and fame
Who create another conspiracy all over the news
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