Lyrics:
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
inside !
He took a guitar and get out, leaving by the first train
Cause the voice in his head kept on telling him the same...
You gotta run little man !
huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what
you're used to hearing
From the, from the original recording
But when, when I wrote that song back in 1976, I wrote three verses to it
We didn't put
just wrote me off
Said I've been down way too long
You can tell it by these songs
But some nights I feel too strong and start going off
Had some hope but
Boy turned to man now he menance to society
You know a song a day it's like I got a diary
When they seen my mission man they tried to fire me
You know
the man and tried to remember
Just where it was that i'd seen his face.
Long ago, in a movie show,
He was like that man singin' bass.
Knew him by his
No, sing me the other one
My song
Every time you say good bye
I die a little
Mmhmm take off your boots
Every time
You say goodbye
Oh man if I had one
(Sometimes I get lonely when I write songs. So I sat in my room one day and wrote a song about how I get lonely when I write songs. I wish I had
We just wrote this song on the bus the other day so just sit back and relax
I'm the 7 foot man
I've committed no crime
Bumping my head into
fast
Just a memory
Yeah I wrote this song about hmhmhm
What you goin on about I don gone so long without your
Company and your friendship by my side
But
your parts
You wrote a song, a song about me
Fold the map, close your eyes
Picture me, by your side
I make you tea, we talk all night
We write a song
Inside a Man
Paul produced 10 tracks and I wrote 10 songs
Paul recorded me singing all the vocals
We spent at least a year meeting in his apartment studio
something about her, that made me want to be,
A better man, the best that I could be.
A year went by, I ain't gonna lie, she was no stranger to my memory,
I
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
smokin
This aint your average smoking song
And you can tell by the smell of what we're smoking on
I was high as hell when I wrote this song
In and out
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
LED
This really, ain't about me
Haven't wrote a rhyme since 2016
I dont want a Grammy, man I want 15
All I ever wanted was to be an MD
So what the fuck
la Dear slim Part 2
la la la la la la la la yo
Dear slim i wrote you but you aint callen'
its been a couple years now since i wrote that song en
la Dear slim Part 2
la la la la la la la la yo
Dear slim i wrote you but you aint callen'
its been a couple years now since i wrote that song en
See you at the gates
And give you one last hand shake and
Wipe the tears off your face cause
I wrote this song just for you
For you, for you for you,
Before I die
If you don't mind
Might I write a song for you
Or maybe two
Before I go
If I could show
You this little song I wrote
I think it goes
to the corner
And the old man would sing her his song
"I'll give you a daisy a day dear..."
Now he walks down the street in the evening
And he stops by
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