act like it To help the sightless seeking the light switch To see in the night with, we leading the lifeless Sometimes I just wanna play some shows, make some
find a warm place to spend the night Heavy rain fallin' Seems I hear your voice a callin', it's all right Rainy night in Georgia A rainy night in Georgia
wait on him) I'm the light when you can't see, I'm that air when you can't breathe I'm that feeling when you can't leave Some doubt, some believe, some
flash of light, you said lightning could strike From the same place twice, I have your head on my death 1500, tonights your last night gettin blunted "The voices
just dope while you're livin' In a sniper's scope, I'm not tryin' to scare you but there's a danger If you get too deep, some nights I don't sleep,
polite They realize you gotta get some people uptight Speak the word, your voice will definitely be heard Lie to yourself, you're destined to be to the curb Some
A-N-G-E-L-E-S King word connector. Vocal projector Your girl tried to jock me. I had to reject her Always adventurous voice some say is sensuous I'm
lost summer night Out past some no trespassing signs Burning time with friends i used to know All the years have washed away the voices, faces and the
saw you Whatever is going on inside your mind Think about us, think about us and give us some more time And there's so much more I'm leaving unsaid 'Cause there's that little voice
some steppin' It's an opportunity to start caressin' As that 34-24-36 And I can picture gettin' into it Ooh, girl, I feel like I'm 'bout to pop off the night
it out Chorus: Oooh, with some solitary thinkin' And lonesome drinkin' Oooh, it sure does make a body feel at home And a double barrel whiskey And oh baby, tell me do you miss me Some
got some land Her earthly possessions She's got a ring upon her hand She tried to be a good girl She tried to make everything right She tried to kill the voices
to stand, not any more Loves to love and not to chain Some are lost but some remain Nothing can replace the light That once has died turned to night,
on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that
deep, some beef is everlastin' Complete with thick scars, brothers ****** each other Up in prison yards, drama, where does it start? You know the block was ill as a youngster Every night
got the Mercedes Benz She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember, some
past the moon I roll in your arms and your voice is the heat of the night I'm on fire In a phone booth in some local bar and grill Rehearsing what I
thread And all of these spirit voices rule the night ([Foreign Content]) And all of these spirit voices rule the night ([Foreign Content]) And all of these spirit voices rule the night
