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One Last Chance

Jandek

This Narrow Road

wanna be kidnapped by
What? Who? Where?
I wanna move through time
With me on my mind
I wanna be the driver
I wanna say to my selves,
Â??Move like you

My Father

Nina Simone

Baltimore

1978

And I live in Paris now
My children dance and dream
Hearing the ways of a miner's life
In words they've never seen

I sail my memories of home
Like

My Father

Judy Collins

Who Knows Where the Time Goes

1968

And I live in Paris now
My children dance and dream
Hearing the ways of a miner's life
In words they've never seen

I sail my memories of home
Like

on my goal
I stand on that
(Facts)

Yea, Yea, Yea

Nigga breaking bread, man that's everyday
Citizen be 'pon my wrist
Like a day date
Taking things day by

dosh, Get dosh)
Only on one but I'm trying to get three
She tryna like up, but I be free
So I keep doing my thing from the 8 4 3
To the 2 1 6 That's me

I

other hoes they can't fuck me like you
All them other hoes they don't got me like you
All them other hoes they don't love me that's true
You the only one

back like a berimbolo
I'm the psycho maestro that's been dope
Got these little parasite in the micro, bout to be scoped 
Fuck ya idols, they're a clear

came with vision, aye
Me and my supervillains
We rushing in
We boutta make it stupid
This like that new tyler joint, we running in wayyyyyyy too quick

some issues that I needed to solve 
 Some crisis I just had to face 
 Just like holes in the ceiling where the rain leaks in 
 But by compliting this

that crowded destination  
 But nothing, oh nothing could cool me down  
  
 I was like a greedy mole  
 That accumulates all its nutriment in its hole

I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no

float back into your life just like a stream

Gentlemen call, you just hope that no one lies
It's the same old story that you've heard for your whole life

wondering why, 'cause I'm like-

Knock-knock, ding dong
Is anybody home right now? (Hello?)
Because it's been too long
Since anybody has come out (Anyone

gotta leave, but if we pretend
That they never left, well, we gon' see 'em then
Never leave our heart, never leave our thoughts
As time goes by they'll

feel alone
Maybe I’ll enjoy some life until it’s dark and I go home
I realize all my songs sound the same
Though it’s funny, because all this time I’ve

nigga so gimme that belt, like yeah
Boy got flow and don’t sound like anybody else, like yeah
Sippin on lean hit em up straight through to the max, like

"Nah", but then I'm like "I guess"
Cause I know you work from home
And I'm sure you'd know what's best
You say you'll get it done, but you say that just

You Are the One!

Keith Green

The Early Years [1996]

1996

ate was like stone,
It didn't take too much time until, I was dreaming of home.

Oh, the servants there are better fed,
If I could only have what my

really sending hits on kids, what you mean by that?
I'm feeling like the pope, they gone hate me for that one

Eatin wonton wit yo bitch when I just need

Because with you it is home
Affection's my weakness
I kill what I love
Yeah I've got this talent
For f**king things up
I'm cursed by that knowledge

the industry
That's a fatal fate
Like the operation that I mentioned before 
Opps are racing just to get on the flow(floor)
Shots were blazing as entered

I can't be tied down but I'll write a song like you the best
The best I ever had
Making melodies by intimate touching and I know that you be feeling

"I’d like a playback" I don’t even say that
Like may you please? Yes I can
Get the butter cause I’m nuts with the jam
Damn
Yo, let’s get the money
Like

shit together just like a collage
I had to take a couple L's just like a DeBarge
Aye that's real shit
The flow come on at night, like the porch lights
I