's going wrong in our world tonight Nothing, we don't understand" There's no point in speaking, help me if you can Is this a retribution to compensate for
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haze [Chorus:] Its time for a champion Soothe the soul of the land Mend the heart from the sea and the sand Until the sun comes up again [x2] Reach for
indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony Some hump free, they mad bogey Saddle up ya horse, if the sunset mosey Jam Master Jay deserve a trophy for this
drown don't swim, breathe or float away I'm sorry but I might have made it sweet in the gold drunken sunset where we'd lose our heads another time or
times Hard times, very hard times, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time
our world to win Then they moved the plant down Ojada Time to bite you tongue again *chorus* I've seen the fabled city. Its streets are paved with gold
Dash towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch her veil Reclamation, our time has come Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those
towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch her veil Reclamation, our time has come... Autumn spreads it's golden wings And lays the path for those
thanks for the use of the trinkets. (He takes the gold cigarette case out of his pocket and hands it to her.) JOE A little ritzy for the copy desk Back
that to do? NORMA I'll do it again! I'll do it again! I'll do it again! JOE Attractive headline: "Great Star Kills Herself for Unknown Writer." NORMA
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}] Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga? (Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down) {Aight
the haze [Chorus:] Its time for a champion Soothe the soul of the land Mend the heart from the sea and the sand Until the sun comes up again [x2] Reach for
draw in unequal showdown western-widesceen, the golden horsemen ride into the sunset once again nothing left exept hard cash, how much do you want for
Mostly just swinging Itchy and stinging Stinging And there will be times, there will be times When sunset falls Like a wingless bird Never to sing again Never to wing again
