Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty five sacks
Does she know, does she know that I am not just searching for some first-time high? I know it's all about perceptions And I accept you as my very first
There's still black marks on that county road Where we drag raced our pickups and mustangs And weathered all the sun and rain And to this day up on that
Well we're comin' to your city Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song We'll all be flyin' higher than a jet airliner And if you want a little
Well, we?re coming to your city Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song We?ll all be flying higher than a jet airliner And if you want a little
My brakes are on fire, from trying to slow down I'm always burning my tires And my horn is too loud I catch people staring, looking funny at me When I
Yeah, so priceless, life so priceless Nigga, you understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless, my bitch so priceless My familia is so priceless
I feel something over me And try to run away from the demons that haunted me The key turns inside No place to hide I'm locked in no place, no place I
I just came back from a trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend the holiday I called on old dear Santa Claus to see what I could
Sound selector activate your transistor Transmitter audio wears through your system Sub-sonic mega bolt base from the kickin' Ghetto blaster blastin'
If you gotta start somewhere why not here If you gotta start sometime why not now If we gotta start somewhere I say here If we gotta start sometime I
Santa Claus is comin' Santa Claus is comin' to town Santa Claus is comin' Santa Claus is comin' to town You better watch out You better not cry You better
This town goes down at sunset When the hills start turnin' red The streets roll up at eight o'clock Everybody goes off to bed Everybody goes off to bed
What a town what a town what a town I fall in love every time I turn around I looked to my left, looked to my right
Sitting in my glass house While your ghost is sleeping down the hall Watching little birds fly Kamikaze missions into the walls Think I'm gonna stay in
Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story? Saturday night, was at this real wild party They had the liquor overflowin' the cup About 5, 6 strippers tryin
Booker T's at the front door, saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight, 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no
Last night I lay asleeping there came a dream so fair I stood in old Jerusalem, beside the temple there I heard the children singing and ever as they
