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River of Fools

Los Lobos

By the Light of the Moon

1987

Traveling along a cloudy path
With a wing, a heart, and a prayer
Pieces fall from the heavens above
To a place they know not where

A string of beads in

River of Fools [Live]

Los Lobos

Los Lobos: Just Another Band from East L.A.

1993

Traveling along a cloudy path
With a wing, a heart, and a prayer
Pieces fall from the heavens above
To a place they know not where

A string of beads in

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth

bye bye bye bye!

(oh oh oh)

As I look to the stars
In the heavens above
You're the only one  (you..yeah )
That I'm really thinking of
The way you make

of nature awakes to its maker
You say everything you’ve made is good
The sun, the moon, the stars that shine above
You say everything you’ve made is good

O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth

knees, I stare at the ground, engulfed by this fathomless mist

Of songs above
Not much I know of
I don't seek your secrets, your coveted love

Your sun

Misirlou

Dick Hyman

Provocative Piano

1960

Kismet, answering love's command.

You, Misirlou, are a dream of delight in the night.

To an oasis, sprinkled by stars above,
Heaven will guide us,

Fill the manger full of hay
For this little band
Stars above are looking down
As they did that night
When the world welcomed in
Heaven's Holy Light

Lay

If I don't start to live soon
I'm thinking that I'll die soon
Lemme get the big Glock
Semi Sig Gang gang
Talkin' to myself and my Glock
Chiddy Bang

her from the back I like to penetrate
12 on my trail what Ima do Bitch i'm gone jump the gate
My nigga bang the 5 I bang the 6 And ima throw the rake

out Rollies for a real nigga
I wonder is it Heaven for a real nigga

Money never made you a real nigga
I just stay away from them hoe niggas
We are

above
Consider this my blue-sky lullaby
As my dreams pick flight with butterflies
When we touch the Earth and make heaven fall
I just hope that we can

higher up
I know I'm going down with her, I guess that's just the price of luv
Can't lie it'd be nice to have the stars above, ha

Now it's millions, I

like a speng

I've got big tunes, got big bars
Got better bars than your favourite stars
I heard man saying "Go on then" in cars
You little eediat I got

chin

Oh the shame, shame, shame of love
James and the quiet and the heavens above
Oh, the shame, shame, shame of love
Synthesis and acclimation

Frontline

Kottonmouth Kings

Hidden Stash

1999

These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake

Midsummer Night's Happening

The Sallyangie

Children of the Sun

1969

of moonlight
Candle like lawns sweep down to the river of turquoise
Fountains of golden light burst in quavers that float among the stars
The golden gates are

Knowledge waits for those who stay tough
Hell fire is a heaven calling from above

On my last day on earth
I hope they take me outside
To be beneath the sun

that keep you and pull you through

Underdog four leaf clover
Tables turn get closure
Little nigga with big dreams explode like a star supernova
Sorro

Happiness

Bill Anderson

The Bill Anderson Story

1969

soul
Happiness happiness...
Happiness to me is an ocean tide or a sunset fading on a mountain side
Or maybe a big old heaven full of stars up above

above
The endless path is so tiring
Fading the stars of the night
Awaiting an answer from their minds
The endless path is so tiring
The face of your

and nations what did they see what did they see
Blinded by hope with no real motivation or proximity or proximity
Above the earth those shapes started to hover

day
Rockin in them highschool hallways
Fresh fits and kicks shit you gotta love it
Marathon chasin place nothin above it
Big bank take little bank is