future holds No matter what tomorrow brings On earth or the stars, I will be where you are, holding you Now that I have you here, I'll love you for a thousand years
holds No matter what tomorrow brings On earth or the stars I will be where you are,holding you Now that I have you here I'll love you for a thousand years
Translation: Little Big Town. A Thousand Years.
No matter what tomorrow brings On earth or the stars I will be where you are,holding you Now that I have you here I'll love you for a thousand years
so overwhelmed by its sheer intensity I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays In a little shrine under a
, to the Big "O", fuck that yeh-yo, hundred thousand units, make a nigga half a million dollaz, if you sittin on a grip, I have to holla at yo later
on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This
a little dose of disrespect A "Fuck you" to the U.S. for every soul that God hasn't blessed (Fuck you!) There's a bomb in your city, in your town Duck
town And I passed a cow and the cow was brown And my pajamas clung to me like a shroud Like a shroud Like a shroud Like a shroud There rose before me a
a little cough An with blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've been lived in this town for thirty years And to no one I am a
the hotel, California [Cisco] i know a little place we can go right down the road the lights are always on the bar's never close i know a little place
all in stride Cause deep inside annie had aspirations Wanted to be a chemical engineer making 50 to 55 thousand a year Her first year of college was a
'll show you where it's at" They took me to a two room brick just on the edge of town With thirty thousand other little houses falling down A million years
he gave a little cough With blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty years And to no-one I am a
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
