Lyrics:
could not find in the night
I found through him
I saw before me the world of his world
The bright fields, the birds in abundance
All of nature
hi-jacked at a drive-thru
It was at the Jack in the
Box that he always drive to
The jacker pulled the gat out his
Jacket and Jack eye's grew
At life you don't
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
shadow, by the backstage door
Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain
And that one guitar, made his whole life change
Now he needs to keep
foot slips out from under him
Sending a cascade of rocks tumbling into the sea
And Xine is only hanging on by his left hand
And it's slowly giving way
Eyes crusty when he wakes up
Regrets of how he got his cake up
Last night he did some shit he couldn't even make up, make up
2 pm on the clock man he
Eyes crusty when he wakes up
Regrets of how he got his cake up
Last night he did some shit he couldn't even make up, make up
2pm on the clock man he
back
If she had had big eyes for a bigot as I
See it, man is a product of his conditioning
And the social forces which mold his
Morality and conduct -
night two strangers gave Nestor a surprise
They chose him from all others for they loved his gentle eyes
A man was called by Joseph, Mary was his bride
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
to the boat
He stood hypnotized by its green jealous eyes
As it came from the water and coiled round his throat.
As its coils tightened slowly his breath
a while
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly
the same.
In the end, we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize
That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
a while
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly
to discern
But through some painful detours
I think I've finally learned, yeah
I can't believe my eyes
Ooh, I can't believe my eyes
I've got to walk by faith
to the boat
He stood hypnotised by its green jealous eyes
As it came from the water and coiled round his throat.
As its coils tightened slowly his breath came
shadow, by the backstage door
Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain
And that one guitar, made his whole life change
Now he needs to keep
the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
So I thought of the contract I'd made
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
Struming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softy with his song
Killing
It was the night before Christmas
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
The stockings all hung
By the chimney with
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
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