Lyrics:
the Singer in a Rock n Roll Band
If you can't get right with my strange situation
You surely need not to worry about my Life
Cause I will get my whole
please tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band
How can we understand riots by the people
For the people who are only destroying themselves
the dials
To set the meter readin' rising
He pulls the singer's voice from
Out of his pocket
To see if the audience likes it
Oh and in the very first
Row
Yeh, do you want lesson i can teach.
Shadows cast by candlelight, but I shine with dynamite,
Out shining stars, I spar in bars, igniting mics left
a band on TV, I'd never seen them before
To my recollection, there were 12 people on stage
Pushing buttons in stationary positions
The singer sounded
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human
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shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite schochkies
the silly extensions?"
One bitch they all hit, that's a video vixen
I treat this lil' nigga like a lil'
Nigga and really will lynch him
I hop out on him in
exceptions
Marked like a bounty by haters soft as bounty
Calmly entered counties in scenes like Robert Downey *Junior*
Layers surround me, strapped
I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands
My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands
Bands... bands... bands...
So much power in
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human
my funky dance back
And once again, puttin' you in a trance
In case you all forgot it it's called the Biz Dance
A movement by the body that's made
preparatory
God just blew a fresh wind in my respiratory
It's easy to miss the mark when you off site
So I bask in His presence on them off nights
I'm in
chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite
eyes
And told me you’d love me forever
And the band played Red River Valley
And the singer sang Whispering Pines
As we danced hand in hand
To the music
chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite
Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly "girl I like your face"
And Molly says this as she
God knows why..why..why
Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
and Say HEY HEY
It was twenty years ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
In the band you are the singer
And your guitarist looks like me
In the bar you are the dreamer
And the cocktails are for free
In the frozen vein
It was twenty years ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
arrangement became a trio
Now you want a star, but I just think you should know
I don't play second fiddle in nobody's band
And I'm no back-up singer and I
It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
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