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This ain't no front page story. there's no fight, no hero, no glory. there's no politician caught with his pants low. there's no supermodel slipping
Words & Music by Ed Robertson A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new
Words & Music by Steven Page The bravest thing I've ever done Was to run away and hide But not this time, not this time And the weakest thing I've ever
, yeah Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Down by the river I shot my baby Down by
The saddest words Of tongue or pen Are these four words It might have been We had big dreams We made big plans How could they slip Right through our
Oh, city don't cry Oh, city don't cry Is all your virgin truth turned to lies? Are all your dreams of freedom monolith? Is all your peace and justice
the light of love Shining, shining Oh, shine for me now Oh, shine for me now High upon a golden horse Out upon the sea Moves a man with simple words
to see more than my sight can A door so I can't ignore what I want anymore So I just go: you can call me the "goer" And oh, yeah I got a girl, she act
to stop Like home girl can't catch shit if it drops A superwoman chick you know that I am Some shit don't fly by me in a man 'Cause I do not accept
a-doo-bop, a-bob-a-doo-bah Bob-a-doo-bop, a-bob-a-doo-bah A boffo smash makes Warner cash Means there's gonna be a sequel next year But Paramount hurts
I always knew this day would come We'd be standing one by one With our future in our hands So many dreams so many plans Always knew after all these years
, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion
Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the Pink Flamingo Callin' up MC from a
played a part of Change, made a lot of - Flame in the hearts of Men I'm a Made one - Friends, I don't need none Play it by the rules, took some, left
of the stage looks sadly at a teacup, reads a poem off the teacup and covers his face with a page of a poem on the teacup and sings, "What a terrible
posse When I'm on a duck hunt Emcee Ice-T answers to no one Load my rhymes And cock 'em like a shotgun Let off like frags from a pipe bomb A low stroll