with the name These cats drink champagne and toast to death and pain Like slaves on a ship talking about who got the fliest chain Yo, we the reflection of our ancestors We'd
Cat's a-sleeping in the sun Eyes take heed, the colors call Sunlight patterns touch the wall Red kerchiefs sail and fall Cat's a-sleeping in the sun
portraits And in the night We make it right In dreams we find our light Reflections of a shadow Reflections of my mind Reflections of a shadow Reflecting
be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found To be reflections of a sound For nobody In the sun we are found To be reflections
{The Bloodhound Gang record's called 'One Fierce Beer Coaster' And on the front of the record there's a picture of a beer coaster So the record looks
If you hear a song in blue Like a flower crying for the dew That was my heart serenading you My prelude to a kiss If you hear a song that grows From
destiny To be left alone I nurse my misery Leave no room for anyone Still I am cynical To this thing called love A pale reflection Of a broken soul
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This is the last story I will tell; it's all going to hell. Stuck with your head in the wall and that's how it has always been. Your eyes tell stories
you walk into a party It's a formal universe Ja So you jump up on your host And with a kiss say, "Hello, nurse" No Remember that good diction Reflects
Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather
you know? Connect Hit me up, give me a call. You know how we do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive,
the same Forget the fortune, you can keep the fame Maybe if I had to choose, you know I'd trade it every time for you 'Cause this reflection that I'
You know I never want to hurt you I don't know why I'd ever want to Oh, oh, oh There's no comfort in another face So are you gonna let it go to waste
's the flame before the fire you lit the wick i thought you were different but you're just another trick with a crooked-ass smile and a wicked-ass lip what'd
In a torrid little cabin 'neath Aurora Boreeay Wild Bill waxed his whiskers, dabbed perfume behind each ear From a flask of Spanish lotion that he'd had
et gjenskinn fra en ild som brant en gang Den mannen ble en venn av mitt liv Så blei han stille og så blei han en sang Og hvem skal dø
away to change it all Whatever it may take I gotta try again Girl, it's time to start over, 10 light years away I'd been watching the reflection Of