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been a dreamer
He's a songwriter, you see
His head is full of fantasies
Playwright
And writing operettas in his mind
But I bet that you will never find

to concede
So a cadaverous pallor hung over our hearts
As our minds went insane and our eyes became dark
And God brokenhearted by His adulterous bride
Loved

Looking up out the window
I see the signs of the times
Lord, you trying to tell me something
Yet, I still pay no mind
Pride prevents me to asking for

Mind Playin' Tricks

Geto Boys

Greatest Hits [Screwed and Chopped]

2002

Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning

she'd just pretend
They took his funds then drove into
The sunset like 'fuck the ends'
Chased by cops and jakes but got away
Besides, Vanessa's been eight

One Empty Cot in the Bunkhouse

Red Steagall

Cowboy Favorites

1982

shy

(G) We turned his string out to pasture
He'll never ride em (G7) no (C) more
We buried him out on the hillside (G) last sunday
Another (D)

with common patriots
The parody plastered every red brick in site
Where had to keep his plights from ticking
I'm slipping my key and whim dim by dirty

ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only

Reimagine the moment
When someone's heart runs out of beats

Dear diary, I saw Death
Dragging bodies to her rotten womb one by one
She showed me a man that

by the book
Said they heard a couple shots at the resistance
They ain't wanna go inside they was hesitant
It was nighttime now, it started at 7
Out

pupils dilate
That maximum ting like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Both at the same time
I've got gangsters chilling out inside
Lowkey with the TEC-9
Plus Nigel

to give Up his dreams
The underdog out in London Niggas Grab your sword
If God for me then who can be Against me?
None of y'all
Put your motherfucking

you lied! That's why every time

I wake up in the morning I've
Got whooping on my mind
Said to clean at seven
Now it's 'bout 7: 09 what are you doing?

of the standards, an amateur wouldn't last
Panic from little shit, get the camera out your ass
Granted, ain't nothing wrong with capturing the moment
But notice if

in his heart 
KC was dead by the 3rd one
That wasn't even Judy real spot
Judy lied to get his head knocked
Judy stayed in the 7th ward 
About a block

ba-by

See I got my mind right, I'm a stay on the grind
I'm a put my work in
Get in where I fit in (Cause I hustle!)
Seven days of the week (I hustle!)

ba-by

See I got my mind right, I'm a stay on the grind
I'm a put my work in
Get in where I fit in (Cause I hustle!)
Seven days of the week (I hustle!)

ourselves in evil, what is left?
Tell me
I really dying to know
Uh

Another day in this hell disguised, Satan replied, a societal vice, Jesus Christ took his

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

efforts are negated by the passive observers.

*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision

honest entirely
Cuz the truth is you bring me anxiety
One day you here by the night you leave
You playin with the kid hide and seek
I know sleeping with

On the 7th day
Of the 9th month
On that 88th
20th Century Love
On the 7th day
Of the 9th month
On that 88th
20th Century Love
On the 7th day

scorn twister
Just a born giver, mister porch sitter,
With his broken heart, and the torn liver (Ok?)
They filled out a form on the day I was born
Called

She would tease about her extra seven minutes
He’d bide his time knowing turtles often win it.
Stronger than he, she could often throw him down
But if

The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota

Dr. Demento

Dr. Demento 30th Anniversary Collection: Dementia 2000

2000

anybody's guess
Where did he get the twine, what was goin' through his mind
Did it just seem like a good idea at the time

Well, we walked up beside it