When i first saw your vids i didn't know what to make of you i thought you must be weird--IN THE HEAD but as i continued to watch i had a breakthough
Say brother, can I borrow a thin brother You know, a dime? Say it, say it, say it sis I'd sure like to have this little dime for me So I can get this
I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself
Ready Fellas, things done got too far gone We gotta let the girls know what they gotta do for us It's done got to be a drag, man, a man can't do nothin
Now we demand a chance to do things for ourselves We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just
I said they're drivin' that funky soul In Georgia, drivin' that funky soul, drivin' that funky soul And you cross your tongue in Baltimore Philadelphia
Hey you all, look out let a man come in I got to have fun I'm gonna do my thing Way over yonder can you dig that mess The sister standing out there dressed
Ah, ah, ah Things just ain't the way that they used to be Back in the day when a man meant security He'd be working hard all week Baby kick back and throw
[Intro] Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah Bonnie and Clyde shit You hear me? Smell me? (That's right, you know?) I'mma take this one straight to the top And
The saddest day of my life The saddest day of my life The saddest day of my life The saddest day of my life Is when she left me with a broken heart I
Just like a leaf that's just been rained on Something of a cloud above, a soon-awaking sun And I see the day has just begun Feeling windblown, reeling
(performed by jackson browne and bonnie raitt on the pete seeger tribute album where have all the flowers gone;1998) Jackson: When I was a young man
Rolling down 295 out of Portland, Maine Still high from the people up there and feeling no pain Gonna make it to New Jersey, gonna set it up and do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You really need someone on your side But you run away and hide Whenever somebody's gonna get through You
Whoa yeah Whoa yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Alright Sitting here watching fools like themselves when They should all be thinking of getting to know themselves
[Raven:] Little by little we can make it better Little by little everyone together Every little bit we give we get back more [Orlando:] One look into
I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town You can hear me yellin' Morning Star runnin' along