In the heat of the desert sun On the blistering trail An appaloosa and A wanted man sprung from jail Slow in motion and shadow-less The switch and the
Hey you slaves, go hang your owners Draw your names among their ashes Lay your children on their thrones Gather 'round and fall right down Here at sundown
Look at the mountain, look at the river Look at the city and look at it glitter with you 'Cause every second counts in love It's time for a shake up,
It's funny how as time goes, it's funny how the pain grows It's funny how the guilt snows on your mind It's funny how as time goes, it's funny how your
We're tired of all these orchestrated fears The war on love is ever drawing near But I guess it's like snakes and ladders Shakes a nation's confidence
You think you've made it 'cause you've fucked up my life I only knew you when your dad got a wife You let me down and now you're leaving town Ah ha ha
Well, she sure is cookin', cookin' for me But she caught me lookin' And her mouth is ready, ready for me But she caught me lookin' We lay down the law
Maura, Maura, you're a lovely girl But you're hiding hurt I can tell Oh, you're daddy ran off with a younger girl And you're friends are all on drugs
Load up the drugs, we'll let the demons come in Bring all the kids, they won't know where to begin Shoot 'em a line, they'll lock you up in the pen If
[shadz of lingo] Yeah, this is colorado from shadz of lingo Kickin it with the funklord himself, e double Hittin' switches, and we bout to get stupid
Yeah, this is Kolorado from Shadz of Lingo Kickin' it with the Funklord himself, E Double Hittin' switches and we 'bout to get stupid So you know, yo
(one, two) In the heat of the desert sun, on the blistering trail An appaloosa and a wanted man sprung from jail Slow in motion and shadow-less The
(feat. Eazy E) [Eazy-E:] 1 2 3 and to the 4 Eazy muthafuckin E with a chrome to ya dome Cruisin in my 64 ragtop I got alotta juice alotta fuckin block
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Late nights and brake lights Are all that we know, And timelines forget the cities they image. There are promises that we should keep And miles to go
Rest your eyes girl, you've got the world to face tomorrow Another boy another story just Another let down, there's no more room for any excuses Just
We all stick to our sides We all don't know why We all flash in our light But we don't know why She needs fun and recourse You know what to think Thought
(by Beach Boys) Well east coast girls are hip I really dig those styles they wear And the southern girls with the way they talk They knock me out when