2 mo' that wonder where the shooter go 'Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead 'em Let 'em spit venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em Let the rhythm
He?s got the hands of a blind piano player He?s got a feel for the dark like a soothsayer He takes a little bow and tips his fedora Shouts like he?s gonna
tape in - put your car in cruise I never heard the boos - I never drank booze Cause I just rock the rhythm - left alone the blues The L.I. mystique
were not asking for legislation. And I, I don't know, I can't speak for Senator Hollings, but I think that the prevailing view here is that nobody is
me daddy, move right down I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink Because he's bringing me down He's got rhythm, when he stomps
s your own And in the end We are just Dust n' bones --- Drums/Percussion: Matt Bass: Duff Lead and Rhythm Guitars/Voice Box: Slash Vocals/Rhythm Guitar: Izzy Piano
your own And in the end We are just Dust n' bones --- Drums/Percussion: Matt Bass: Duff Lead and Rhythm Guitars/Voice Box: Slash Vocals/Rhythm Guitar: Izzy Piano
, Sitting in the kitchen Wishing I was living like a hit man Face down in the guarantees Jaundiced honchos getting' busy with me Because I get down I get down I
heart. Oooh, listen to me while I say I let a lotta little ladies get away Because I know, I know pretty baby, I know, I know, pretty baby, I know
I dig Reeds: What about it? Brass: N. Y. is big Reeds: People tout it Brass: I flip my wig Reeds: What about? Brass: 'Bout a street I dig Piano
in the flood I feel like a ghost, I've got the skeleton face I own a secret tomb and I'll never be late And I can feel your rhythm if you feel my
and I'm sick in the prog (a) nosis, Got more bars than 45 [?] and I put you behind them and I'm like adios bitch I can make your mamma really proud to
your tape in - put your car in cruise I never heard the boos - I never drank booze Cause I just rock the rhythm - left alone the blues The L.I. mystique
a clown when I grin I'm manic-depresive ever since I was an adolescent But I never panic in a sesion when I'm bussin' Cussin' like a sailor, With a bottle