Lyrics:
ever pull
From that suckle stem
And the old bon fire
Where I have forgotten
A dozen more memories
Then I'll ever make
My wheels roll on
Running to (on
You've got to carry me for a while,
I've been running too long,
Singing these old tired songs,
As the wheels keep pourin out the miles,
Like I said
reviews on the songs that I sing
I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that
But people keep on coming back
Raising hell with the hippies
Everybody loves the things you do
From the way you talk to the way you move
And everybody here is watching you
'Cause you feel like home
You're
bar.
Some mean old guy just walked on by,
With a devil tattoo and an' erring in his nose.
Well, I tried to introduce myself,
But no-one took the time
there a song that touched your soul
At 15 years old
And you look so regal with that cross upon your neck
And the long blonde curls that frame your face
I
I've been hanging in here every night
Since you've been gone
This old honky tonk has become
My home away from home.
I even got my favorite
away the old
Green green grass of paradise
Like something from a dream
Leaves of old ways leaving me
So my roots can reach down deep
Let's build a home
of my day
And fragments of songs that I never wrote
Are rotting in the pockets of my winter coat
The conspiracy hacks, the cybercondriacs
Gripped by
immaculate blast and you gone
My craft is beyond mastered
It's blasphemy having me on a song
For less than three 16's like
A chapter from John
Rappers get laid
really awesome
Now walk up to the club like "What up? I got a hit song"
I'm so pumped, I bought some clothes from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
cut and I wish you well
Hell, I was bullied by the minotaur
School with a crew with a toolie
Inside a rental car
You don't learn from god inside
Nearby, the old ladies meet to hum along and agree
Men share their stories and scars down at The Oddfellow's Arms
Tales of days gone by when pride was free
a city ignited, we look away from bombs
No respite, you tipsy and cited every hook from songs
Hope incites, this diddy just might help you see what's wrong
I'm gonna be honest I love it
Stress on my mind go away like its nothing
Sativa it keep me from rushing
I'm back again like I'm looking for something
I
'em get from round me on that fake shit, on that lame shit, that ain't it
Member when niggas ain't fuck with my old shit, hear my new shit say I'm him
Like to play tha songs with alotta slap in em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross
to breathe
In this society you demonize
Please be silent
Please keep silent!
You make the day darker, my voice a little sharper
With those same old songs
to breathe
In this society you demonize
Please be silent
Please keep silent!
You make the day darker, my voice a little sharper
With those same old songs
the old song,
I don't wanna keep holding on,
Holding on.
Every time I said to you
We will last because we are true
I believed it!
I was standing by your
on
The same old song and dance just makes me yawn
But vagabonds don't worry they new find ways to just keep pressin' on
I'm a vagabond, double O-seven it like
Made for the knowing right where you belong
Made for a slow dance to an old country song
Like white leather boots on a dress made for me
He was made for
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