Lyrics:
I had no shame
Coming by the house, calling out my name
You were always walking over
You were always walking over me
On the hill, everyone for
When I was a river, my thoughts were delivered, by a man who held the post
The question was asked and without any prayers, the answer could not be
He met her in the fall of '93 in the hills of Tennessee
She was barely 17, he was tall and strong and lean
They were deep in love by June
Hand in
I've just recieved a letter from my home in Ireland
The scrible so fimaliar was my mothers feeble hand
A house that rang with music and of laughter
and through
[Chorus]
If everything we are is true
Our memories are attics in those houses on the hill
Our love is there above us holding everything so
cell and watched Hill die
Yeah, I was livin' in the cell when X had died
Send me to jail, you know I'm gon' ride
Never gon' care, I'm never gon' cry
on me like a mustache
Me and my homies always riding like a bus pass
Just like Hank Hill
You know I got green grass
Cover your ears
Cuz you know that we
The number won't even light up on my telephone
Cause every light in the house is blowed
It got aweful darn depressing
The bulbs all blew out one by one
I just
homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
Later in the future
Wit a house on a hill
Family wit a table
Wit a meal everyday
Clothes on the back
And a bed where we stay
Praying to the lord
Making
other females out
I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route
She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house
In an evening gown with her cleavage
You had one job!
Woke up on the West side
Listening to Beach House, taking my time
She's just my type
Dark hair wavin' out the passenger side
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Drivin' through the gated residential
Found out I was comin', sent
growing duller twilight, to the hill.
There he sat down gazing on all below
There did a thousand memories roll upon him,
Unspeakable for sadness. By and by
faith you can hang your dreams on
Check 'em off one by one
In that house on a hill with a four plank around it
Every last breath 'til the last star
JTK
Once, a pig built up a house
The house was of straw that
He bought from the town
One day, a wolf came and saw the little pig
He came
class)
Ship sinking fast
(Bon voyage)
See you at the bottom when I spot um
Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em
What's up my brother?
What's
myself a house up in the hills
Suck my dick she gave me chills
Oh, I can tell that bitch got skills
I almost tell that bitch i love her
For the way she
Ima do it I know that I will
Fully focused I'm chasing a mill
Counting these bills
House in the hills, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I be doing me
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