the bone If your time to you is worth savin' Ahh you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin' Come writers
Rude jumps Steady Tom Tubs Stephan Legs, Double A got love Drinkin' Moon Mist carnival bar Got folk love, people love, whatever you are Fork side ways, I'm a
in the night Wake up in my backyard with a shovel and a knife Filling up a hole again I've dug up 32 I know all my dreams of murder probably all are
a cuss word I'd just be like, fuck If I was a rock on the moon I'd be chillin like sup If I was a butthole I'd just be an exit If I was the DOC I'd be
Yet many don't believe in our carnival freak show It's alright though, there's enough who do And only time will tell if our stories are true But for
this movie I seen one time, about a man riding 'cross The desert and it starred Gregory Peck, he was shot down By a hungry kid trying to make a name
How can you say he will haunt you? When you can go back to him any time as you want to You got a lot of them say, you are my friend if you want to come
me off a your list My head tells me it's time to make a change But my heart is telling me I love you but you're strange Then one more time at midnight
fuck me and rape me, They thought that I would never be heard, Now I get a generation hanging on to every word, They thought they had me dead in a hearse
& pure! My the Goddess grant me a second miracle So I may lie in Your arms again! For You are the Sun, the Moon and the Stars to me! You are the only
is the time, together we can change this place for the better Now is the time, together we can change this place for the better Now is the time, together we can change
on the mic is a mission of mine spittin' divine, you can't get it twisted this time vocal with a mirror to make sure my lips are aligned Dr C, PHD
[NARRATOR] Once upon a time [CINDERELLA] I wish... [NARRATOR] in a far-off kingdom [CINDERELLA] More than anything... [NARRATOR] lived a fair maiden, [
scars forever remain the moon and the scars again and again the moon and the scars my flight started in the palm of your hand a holiday, a summer, a
times Hard times, very hard times, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time
a suit and tie so many times a year, but Like bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool Imagine this, me dressed in all black At a
many times a year, but like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool Imagine this, me dressed in all black At a funeral strapped with a
