Lyrics:
When all the money's gone
When all the boys move on
No star to wish upon
When every race is run
In the quiet of the morning
Lying in the morning sun
my heart
At some quiet spot outside of town
So I took my best friend's Pontiac
I drove it like a maniac
Right into the reservoir
I guess we
with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
On Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sound of feet walking by
I'll put
Maybe sing to the beat until you really wanna get undressed
Why you taking your time, we only got one night
I'ma stay clocked in until we blinded by
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
the morning
Getting Freaky in the night
And I know the way you want it
We'll be on it getting right
Mr Freak Nasty
I want you in my passenger
So we could mash
ever leaving now,
Now that she's been saved by love,
Saved by love, saved by love.
Listen to her quiet heart singing loud.
Laura, she's been saved by
watch as something falls
I hear one last time the siren's call
10,000 lives that could have been
Washed away in a blue white gleam
10,000 tomorrows never
maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten
Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters
And spilling liters of blood like swimmin'
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
is dangerous, might go insane if you play it
By losing your brain in the matrix, stay in your lane and be patient
This ain't the time to get hasty,
drive 10,000 miles and never have to turn around
black beauties in the glove box for when he was feeling down
He carries around his wife in a Tupperware
of the morning)
Yeah, from the top im reporting
Nigga be quiet
Im recording
This not them days
When I was exploring
Im a beast in a cage
And im roaring
I get in
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
Lookin for some brains
Everything seemed too quiet as I walked down the block
Until I got hit in the head with a rock
Can't really tell I musta been out
on the dash
Catch me riding down 405
In a foreign car with a foreign girl by my side
Used to rock the open mic but now we on the radio
I been tried to tell
Overture:
“This song is dedicated to all those boys and girls who died when they were 27. By that time they had lived around 10.000 days.""
I
the saints
Move it by the morning no debate
Yea I ran it up and they hate
I could see that they mad in they face
I remember when they used to laugh
But they
the messages
I check my phone in the morning like as soon as i wake up
Don’t remember the feeling of falling in love
Unfollow my exes and friends I can’t trust
The genesis of a promise
As sure as the stars in the sky
We didn't know where we'd find it
Only to be carried by a virgin
Born on a quiet night
You
these niggas in these
Magazines that keep on talkin'
Don't get twisted, I been there, I done that
But Ski's out control and maniac
He just show me that he
shape on the floor
Quiet voice from under the door says
Go to sleep, go to sleep
You'll feel better in the morning
(In the morning, in the morning)
You'll
hardest
Thinking back, I wasn't letting 'em in
Even when they're knocking at the door and telling me to win
I felt like losing, like, "How could I be
to socialize I sit in silence
I won't ride another plane until I'm flying private
I won't buy another chain until them haters quiet
They say "how you know your
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