in, I'm lucky to play the role of a drowning Jeff Buckley. I'm an OutKast in the state of Atliens, Now throw your hands in the air and do the hokey dance
Midnight in the Holy City playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Fort Sumter And the ghostly daughters wait for their boys to come home
ain't no good People they ain't no good at all To our love send a dozen white lilies To our love send a coffin of wood To our love let aal the pink-eyed
dark appetites She bred her children there The spawn of love and war Presiding over hellfire clubs Arch-masons and Agharta The spawn of love and war
Conceived in the toilets at Meadow hall To be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors Rolling empty cans down the stairway Don't you love that
Midnight in the holy city, playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Ft. Sumpter And the ghostly daughters Wait for their boys to come
Bring that beat in sound the drums, The single finger in the air amidst a thousand thumbs, Hitchhiking out of here on the back of a truck; My message
You'll have them on their knees and begging Just to play with your comb One glance from those two eyes Will seal your playground empire My oh my, what
love and brotherhood and everythang was crazy cool check, we usta wear white Nike Air Force sneaks with the fly grey Nike Air sweaters and at the little playground
" looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air (Verses from the Song " The Prince of Bel Air" - Will Smith)
Ten thousand children played in the playground Swingin' on swings, didn't hear the sound Of the single plane that flew overhead The third shift workers
hoods, There's some girls that look good, But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like, And you partied, and have hugs And sum girls sho you love
dark appetites She bred her children there The spawn of love and war Presiding over Hellfire clubs Arch-masons and Agharta The spawn of love and war
's in the mirror, behind the breast under the hair Follow the dream doesn't mean leave the love Roam if you must, but come home when you've seen enough I love
I was just a little boy ever so naive Amy was my best friend, I never want to hurt her I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder On the playground
out the door I won't be back My shinin' sun horizon settin up a lovely backdrop My life's a topic of a lullabye (Ah) A breath of fresh air, is something
't no good People they ain't no good at all To our love send a dozen white lilies To our love send a coffin of wood To our love let aal the pink-eyed
love us or hate us its all a game Say she heard about me and love that I ball Love my height, she love that I'm tall Then step one, now its time for