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with you?
I'll keep smoking on the lonely road
Rolling smoke and flowing, blowing blue

I enter her temple and I tremble
Just like a man on a wire
Yeah,

dont you understand
One nation is a police state with a tweet Away from becoming a waste land
Compared to the irish nation that leaves the homeless with

of the shame and for all of the times I drive myself insane
And I hope they all come to remember my name
Whether I’m homeless or surrounded by a world of fame

lottery outta di blue Would you try and walk a mile inna poor man shoes ? And remember ya community Under privileged families Homeless people deh pon di

is a man I'll call D.C.
He's wearing baggy jeans and a shirt he's slept in the last week
No stranger to nights outside
Homeless for a season

Voice of a slave came from
A tedious way I rather die
A free man like Huey than
Die as a slave lab rat who
Emancipated out of the
Maze Writing this

of the house and have no fears
Now I'm not trying to be a old blues man
Just tired of sitting around and want to dance
We've got a job to do for a long long

seen the blue above it? 
Everybody wants to shine, but nobody wants to polish 

What am I after? Who am I after? What am I chasing? 
Cause I have

he got nowhere to go
You meet him on the streets: "What' up man?" What do you do
He's beaten up crazy; his eyes are black & blue
You realize he's

The old man taught us the blues
I am free because I can see the wind won’t be caught by me

We were playing our music right there in Santa Cruz
The homeless

can even to kick a homeless man down as he has been starving eating out of a trash can.

Just like an explosive gun they don't want you to have none. I

lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be

whether homeless or employed
Cause the man I'm meant to be wants to conquer and destroy, listen 
This my conviction, God called on me
Cause the Inquisition

you high
Believing lies will get you high

What we sippin on seat fit for a throne
Loyalty homeless hearts don't have home

Barry tha bonds under

And the man on the corner
Is pimping his daughter
And thinking about you.
And the pushers next-door
Have made us all poor
And everyone's got the blues.
And it's

homeless
In February, stiffer than ice
Priorities right
Rapping on a thousand dollar mic
Hit the public library
Just to put it online
No Wi-Fi where dude

Fat fat milkies, fat fat titties
Fat fat pusspuss, fat fat kitties
Fat cock, upload that shit on your laptop
Get stopped by a cop, bop bop (dead)
Not

mind
Wake up like I'm next up
Every minute gotta grind
Bitch I'm in it twenty five eight
Bitch I'm in it all the time
Fuck a highway
Do it my way
Man

Blind Willie McTell

Mick Taylor

A Stone's Throw

2000

a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway

Visions of Johanna

Bob Dylan

Live in Australia

2012

Inside the museums, infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues

Visions of Johanna

Bob Dylan

Spider's Web

blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say,

Visions of Johanna

Bob Dylan

Under the Influence

2004

infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she

do it to me
You can do it to me, you can do it to me
(yeah)

What we did was a one man show
If I seem to act strange and wild
That's just the way I can

Man, it'd been a long day
I was sitting in that standstill, out on the highway
Twenty miles from the house, looking out at the brake lights
'Bout