Lyrics:
Stalked by the fury of John Brown's eyes
And still the storm hasn't cleared
Despite the mileage, sometimes I look back
A nostalgia begins to take hold
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
Minutemen gather
By the Joshua Tree
Hell be damned
World be free
So the zebra enters the water
By the Spirit of the Dove
And comes out as an eagle
of time back to yesterday
Come hell or high water
She lives on
In my Dream Pantheon
Losing you tonight is a thought
Far too much to bear
The tempest
chop it
Can't even afford the fish, mobomobo
But still keep it fly like a dorkordorkor
As long as ice water dey I was chillin
While sweatin' walking
s'full sail
That tempted away yer peg legged father
I was shanghaied
By a high hat beaver mustache man
And his pirate friend
I woke up in vomit and beer
I done been high all day
Up in my hotel room
I had a hell of a night
But I gotta leave by noon
I need you out of my life
Baby got leave by two
I put
flight
Because I want you by my side come hell or high water
If you hear my voice, reach me through the noise
Let me fill that void
You can't sleep
I see a buffet of flowers
Birds flying by
Trees as high as towers
Like they touch the sky
See all those beautiful things and almost forget that
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
Like DAYUM
I just want to smoke my shit
Couple blizzys to the face
N’ I don’t care about shit
Like damn
Roll out, with the windows down
Sunset
By
well
She's got all the answers
Just might save you from hell
Across the street at the bottomless cup
You can drink and drink but you can
to that boy
The water be down by the morning
And he'll be back to Illinois"
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Louisiana moon
HELL OR HIGH WATER
Oh my hands, what have you done?
Oh my words, each and everyone
I’m lying to myself and swearing I’m not on my oath
Shipping
Our society is fucked up
They're fucking our brothers and sisters up
These white motherfuckers have fucked us up
This ain't by no goddamn accident
(Wife)
Say she love the snow in the Minnesota sky
(Wait)
I said, "Don't go chasing highs"
(I been of the drugs, yeah, I been off)
Don't let life fly by
all around see me an' my folks we blaze the pounds
Ain't no brown it's all green, players know what the hell I mean
Gotta whole new scheme and a whole
the class, go straight to the mall
And he'll take, anything from anybody at all
His neighbors used to ask his mother "brown what's wrong witcha child?
He done
two man cell?) something's in the water
(Something's in the water)
And if I gotta brown nose for some gold
Then I'd rather be a bum than a dumb
Dumb
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga
They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
or to soak in
But to have an impact on direction that they go in
Grounded by the roots, hooked to the soil
Recognize the rumble that we're in, yeah, it's
space over the water
I got insight it's a clear case of reading your aura
Man, what you got for us as my Black men stand in line like a chorus
Makin'
it by force
He came out of jail & hooped on a posh
I’m so high probably think I’ma die haha
Suck my dick make me come 4times na na
Mama said I’m
water deep
For God's sake don't get married
Don't give up your name
Then he'll stop, look
Listen to his friend's advice
But he'll go out and marry just
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