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I saw you sat on the sand dry
With a ring just by your side
Watching me flounder
It's all I could do feeling my lungs fill
Watch me get swept out by

Can't seem to win, but how could I lose
If every enemy I see in front of me's all inside my head

Once, twice, try but can't make it to paradise

used to drugs but love its what I want
When I lie in bed alone sleeping by my phone
I have lost my soul in paradise alone
And you're guarded by an angel

the great Cars song Drive
Saint Bob made me feel like shit
So I got out an envelope, opened it
Put in a very crisp ten pound note
It was the same one I used

the sound of the waves
Alone in this paradise
Then the winds had changed
Making me have to think twice
I could not stay anymore
By myself on the shore
Take

Walkin' to Missouri

Sammy Kaye

The Sammy Kaye Collection

2001

Walkin' To Missouri
Sammy Kaye
Peaked at # 11 in 1952
Words and music by Bob Merrill, 1952
Poor little robin walkin', walkin', WALKIN'

of my gal
When Mike Jack made "Raining in
Moscow" I had no style
Tommy Boy stocking on my scalp
And that was like ninety-five
Now it's twenty-ten
Two

all we have made!
We bring destruction
We bring war without an end
And then we live in hope
That tomorrow never comes
That it never comes

We conquer

Olde English

Defari

20/20

2006

This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback

Four by four,

that's your fate
Don't have faith, Like Evans
You got to face demons to get to your heaven
The pimps is the prophets
Not prophets for reverends
This is

You know how Lil Dicky said that once you're a rapper 
You have to write a song about smoking weed
Well I figured I'd go ahead and get that

my dream was close by
So where is all that
The zeal and passion cus I’m losing all the things that I ever start with
See sorry if I have been taking

messengers have decreed it
But I'm afraid the good Lords word isn't heeded
I am often treated to the despotic forms of the heathen
One only notice the man made

wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's

open Heaven's doors
I should have talked to Paris more
I should have made some time to be with family
But of course
My time was money
And it turned into

Part 1:
Bedrock, Bones McQueen
Triforce, let's do it!

Back in the day when I had nothing to say
Max and me would cook DMT lamenting celibate fate

more
I'm on my way to paradise to reach for something new in life
I thought I lost my peace of mind but God spoke to me by surprise 
He said I have

these fucking voices
I just forgot that Evan said that already
Apologies i got some pills in my belly
Was up all night i made a mess in the Telly
Am I

choosy.
Repetition is repeating words or a phrase to emphasize it’s mean-
ing and make sure that it stays.

Stuff the turkey with stuffing. Don’t budge. I

fell asleep on the FaceTime
Now it's the end of the road by the wayside!
I think It was better this way though (girl)
You couldn't keep up with the fast

witch
I have no care in mind its me
Roaming the daring night quick
Still cruising, weaving in traffic
Demon's the passenger I care to ride with
I sleep

know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night â¬"til my feet go numb
Blowinâ¬" moâ¬" weed than Cheech & Chong
Livinâ¬" by the motto: To each

Look at you trying to get it got it on your own made a few sacrifices you wasn't trying to pop out til yo sack was right

And now you got it you out

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)

Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite