Lyrics:
at every single bloom
On the trail by my house
'Cause they make me think of you
So let's stay home one more day
Where the grass is always green
Give your
an old, old country song
Get you falling into me
Like a needle finds a groove
Where the green grass grows
Off a red dirt road
Get you feeling
on the brain
We're drivin' the road like old Tom Joad
Just to bang an out of tune guitar!
Boston, Detroit, Duluth by the Bay
Giggin in the Capitol Dome
Denver,
Standing on the sidewalk, they are strapping all the hearts
White feather, close your beaded cries
Drink on by the sidewalk, as they cut the bleeding grass
a time to die, and a time to live
Buzzards circlin' o'er my lonesome dying soul
I'll meet you someday up where the green grass grows
Sun's as hot
oh, I'm alone in the snow
How could they do something like that and throw away the past?
It'll warm up, the snow melts and shows the green fresh grass
floats, then i'm gone
Hide me in a grave or somethin'
No goodnights, don't see no lights
I guess the end is comin'
Always ignored by the kind of gold, by
So listen, eh, I don't know much about life
But I know my own mind, I know the life that I like
And listen, here the grass is as green as you like
home
With nobody near
I know that it makes you feel bad
But you're part of the problem
Confidence Tom will never get back
Killed by his dreams
home for you and me.
A peaceful place or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace, is the human
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
Dizzy with eternity
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
Call it home
keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, Three Stacks
These girls is smart
Play your part, play your part"
(Sweet Jones
find a nice home right where your cheeks stay
We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream team
Them boys is only in the projects on green screen
No security, put
rock
cin't so bad as a nomad
‘Til you have to go back home with your broke ass
Then you gotta mow grass ‘cause no you got no cash
Even though you just
ass
Its 'n bits 'n fragments so midget quit this diss ya ass
Sit ya ass down while I rip the tracks and spit the facts
Hit the grass, green, brown,
Okay (yeah)
It's about that time again (haha)
Green Lantern
That's right
G-G-G-G-G Unit
(Shit)
Shady
We back (Invasion)
Part two
Okay (yeah)
It's about that time again (haha)
Green Lantern
That's right
G-G-G-G-G Unit
(Shit)
Shady
We back (Invasion)
Part two
why these lames not in my lane bitch?
When I'm home alone think which of these walls I'mma paint bitch
I flex like Bones Jones when in the wrong I still
don't go out much
I like to be at home
On my solo shit
Like Indiana jones
But I keep spitting
I'm about to be on
So a nigga stay in my zone
I stay in my
fluffy clouds
There just driftin slowly by
There's a whole wide world
Right out the back door
Grass is green
Right off the back porch
Pure sunshine
Old
there and then
Right by the grey bus selling fancy fuckin cocktails
And I ran and I reached a park with swings and a slide
I swang for a bit Or swinged
on time cos I'm never late (Never late)
Indiana Jones, I'm really scared of these snakes
Obsessed with this purple and green no grapes
Got plans of touring
of silence **
It was a mansion on the outskirts of chicago, I clout
Hood went by the name of mikey budafeuco didn't like me
Ms jones was around back I took
to the white side
Okay, there's a bright side, a day that I might slide
You may call it a pass, I call it haulin' my ass
Through that patch of grass over them
.jpg/254px-Tom_Green_stand-up_2013_(cropped).jpg "Tom Green")
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