Lyrics:
Well now your here you are in your life
And now your finding out why
You've got to learn how to fight
Before you learn how to fly
So stick your
hop in a gown
I'm lockin it down
On the westcoast ain't no stopping it
With the best flows got bitches jockin it
At the next show 'cause I be rocking it
Man, I get so high
I think I could belong in heaven
We brought the choppers out
The boys like, "Look, they showin' TEC's"
Watch me by my L's, middle
Oh, I do like to be beside the sea
Drinking bear sits in Silver's Arcade
Sips imaginary lemonade
Amusement Pork!
Writing letters home
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
The liquor store thief.
The stick up man.
Thrown into the clink,
never coming back until the day he's grey and old.
I seen a lot of rip-offs in my life.
knife
You knew my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Only
from the spirit cloud
All the songbirds in the tree
Chant a tune to let the spirits free
Then we see them in the night
Spirits jumpin' by the fire
open, my book is shut.
My air guitar is out of tune.
My stupid hair is so '82 to you.
At least I don't fit in.
Corner me in Chemistry.
It's all
to loose myself 'stead of you
Might've cheated us both out something
Knew I didn't want to wade in but jump and swim
Thinking time can't afford me more
nothin but cups of tea.
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
and he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.
He must have been
to hear (Open up, pour it out)
But not too much
One summer morning snow fell from the sky
One night I looked myself in the eye
And in a flash moments like
Oh yeah! I have got something to say!
I have been burned by vague lesson plans and a free-floating curriculum!
I like my rules, baby, etched in
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