the heart we gave it you and I It came aloud as a love inside me grew stronger as the years went by The bed's still standing in the same old place haven
got something, Lord, that I honor you Blow your lil' head off while you're tying your shoe But back in the kitchen Pyrex's Occupied by the twins, bank
piano] This song though does differ strikingly from the genuine folk ballad in that in this song the words which are supposed to rhyme - actually do. [piano
its deck Well, you wanna catch a Saint, then bait ya hook, let's take a walk Oh come to me, oh come to me Is what the dirty city say to Huck, Huck Saint
a little honky-tonky village in Texas There's a guy who plays the best piano by far When he plays with the bass and guitar They holler, "Beat me up Daddy, beat me
Now they're lookin' for me, King Tee, and Pooh Now every nigga that crossed me's soprano 'Cuz I played their ass like a fuckin' piano Yo, check this
't retaliate Protect my motherfuckin' self By any means, necessary, right? 'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach
But it's not there And it makes me frown Yeah, it makes me frown You look at the news Always giving me the blues War, death and chaos All around me
typical family. Typical family in a typical town, Dress up our kids in hand-me-downs. Drive 'em to little league after school, Dance class, piano lessons
day long Standing by my window watching it rain When I pop the rainbow and in you came And you bring me sunshine... And you bring me sunshine... [ steel - piano
that God is truly pained by seeing His children suffer in wrong decisions. The chorus originally read "You took on the world, it took me by surprise...",
thnakful for the message that was sent to me that night I dawned by Christian armor and I bowed to spread the lights Now when I see you sinner standing
won't retaliate Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary Right? 'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won'
Trying to be good by not being ?round And here in the bar, the piano man?s found Another nail from my heart And here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Talk about the best of both worlds Man, the king of the conscious rap Me, the king of the streets, and you know who it be I don't need no introduction
' too fucked up And I'm still smokin' too much blunts haters always gon' run they mouth And keep tryin' to take me out Mama always gonna worry herself And me
is true? Saturday morning Eighteenth of December I cannot remember the last time that I saw Such a young ballerina In love with the loveless In tune with a tuneless old upright piano Standing
traceries Oily smears bequeathed by thirsty souls Studied throughout my long daze Scumbled paint in priceless fossils Many a sad sullen pieta - Christ eternal held away from me
