Translation: South Park: Bigger, Longer Uncut (other tracks) soundtrack. It's A Rockin' World [joe Strummer].
Ev'ry night I watch the lights from the house upon the hill I love a little girl who lives up there and I guess I always will But I don't dare knock
I been homesick up in Nashville, I been burned out in Birmingham But I can't find my home no more, cause I don't know who I am I can't talk to nobody
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I knew you when you were lonely I knew you when you were only A girl all alone without love I knew you when
If I make one mistake, you'll hear it on the news Well I'm only human and God knows I've really paid my dues Just to be in the human race And to run
chorus: Don't it make you want to go home now Don't it make you want to go home All God's children get weary when they roam Don't it make you want
So the seeds that you once planted now are growing and you're not so sure you like the fruit you taste well its never too late to change and there's
First your mama and your papa sent you to the finest school. Never let it be said that their little darlin' was a fool. So with a credit card in your
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden along with the sunshine there's got to be a little rain sometimes when you take you got to give
Away from the noise and up above the mad rushing crowd There's a place where a little guy can stand mighty tall and proud And sometimes late, late, late
da da da da de Talking 'bout you and me And the games people play now Oh we make one another cry Break a heart then we say goodbye Cross our hearts and we hope to die That the other
If I could be you, if you could be me For just one hour, if we could find a way To get inside each other's mind If you could see you through my eyes
she was such a lovely child Now here she is with a gun in her hand Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, I said where
Joe, da fat gangsta, yeah This is Joe, da fat gangsta Tell 'em who the hell I am This is Joe, da fat gangsta Yeah, Fat Joe Da Gangsta Representin' in
in town That Joe and Tone had shit locked down And a nigga wouldn't test me It seems like every other day the fuckin' cops arrest me (Yeah) But the
never was a friend to me Hey Joey, let's just get this money Brothas just be wilin' Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody Brothas they been triflin' Big Joe, South
Seattle to Miami, Arizona, come on San Fran', Oakland, hip hop, come on Down to the spot this is real hip hop Join this movement them other cats steal
