I turned on the evening news Saw an old man being interviewed Turning a hundred and two today Asked him what's the secret to life? He looked up from
the navigator of the seas i built the ocean from my tears i go whichever way the wind might blow i've been drifting for what seems a hundred years tragically
, take another step, step back, and get a running start on it. See right now I have to get to a point, a point most people won't go because it's a little
today, tomorrow, yesterday. . .one life days of joy, day of sadness come and go to pass me by a month, a year, one hundred years, they fly [Bridge:]
For more news from nowhere Yeah, more news from nowhere It's getting strange in here And it gets stranger every year More news from nowhere Yeah, more news from nowhere Well, then a
, Then I long to be back once again In old mexico. Where we lived for today, Never giving a thought to tomara. To the strumming of guitars, In a hundred
the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing it with me, Just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. Sing with me Sing for the year
of them received a hero's welcome None of them received a hero's welcome According to a Veteran's Administration study Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from
My daddy and my mama and me walkin' on this old burnt ground Must be a hundred and three travelin' from town to town Maybe we can find work today sweatin
The meek shall inherit the earth That's what the bible says Walk like a giant, talk like a tyrant Faith of a mustard seed, destined for a triumph David
song There's three hundred acres of cotton, corn and a little bit of gravel All bought up by a builder from downtown Tomorrow when the earth starts a
patience With all the lies of 400 hundred years I got to tell you, there are no rules here Sometimes I wonder, what goes on there Behind those eyes When a
get caught or be slippin' 'Cause today's society ain't trippin' Ah, hay, Ah, hay, Ah, hay Yeah There's a fortune in this business There's a, there's a
't say a word until I'm through Now there's a time to laugh a time to cry A time to live and a time to die A time to break and a time to chill To act
fuck a law Oh!) Cause thats the only way we get down [verse] I down down a brother we ain't cut from the same cloth you Downy soft Bullets separate ya body compound a
'm wild, and wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman Slide up in a blue truck and shoot up a whole lot of men A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like