dead To the dead With your halo slipping down Your halo slipping Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down [repeated] Your halo slipping down
I have no fear. I'll call you wolf-hound seven times Rather then call you husband dear." He swore then, by her yellow hair, He'd make her weep and call
peers! Tear down the wall!!! Chorus: Tear down the wall!!!! Tear down the wall!!!! Tear down the wall!!!! Tear down the wall!!!! * sung by marianne
Call me up and that's all I need Bring your loving, smiling face over I feel like, getting it right Overnight, start over I thought playing that loving
Operation 'Ranch Hand' Spray down the death Down on their farms Assault against the population Suppress by military arms Only you prevent the forest
'm fine Am I a law breaker Soul shaker Or a pussy little singer With nothing to hide Here comes the sickness It's calling you home Here comes the sickness Wrap your arms
a heavy lip and a steady hand But he loved me just like a little child Like a little child loves a little lamb Thrown to the ground by something down there Bitten by
If they can make a law Then I can break a law If I can break a law Will the law break me? It comes tumbling down again I can't comprehend Is it destiny
me, friend, what time the show begins? Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts. Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by
, friend, what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts. Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by
Willie Cottrell:] Up all night, under the party lights Same old popping and party hopping All of your so called friends, are leading you down the wrong
'll bring your arms This is no false alarm They want to do us harm Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house They want to bring us down Then drag us
Call me up, and thats all I need, Bring your loving, smiling, face over. I feel like, getting it right, Overnight, start over, I thought playing that
crackers got a law called 10-20-life The streets got a law called ride wit your fire A street nigga so the street law I live by In these streets nigga
I can get you with little Sammie and Bow Wow Please girls try to understand me now-now Like my little sisters I'mma hold you down-down Got the whole
his stripe Pipe dreams and white feinds and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers Astoria walls with cypress, since I got a problem with the law-writers
the neck was insisted And all his hope turned to "I guess should I risk it?" [Fiend talkin] And that's why the law is laid down You know what I'm sayin