daughters who registered naught Under intensive electronic scanning You regard your body with regard to events With which nothing planned Never lacked a sense of theater On returning
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, and the burning sun was on my back Traveled up the ragin' river, I watched the jungle burn And in the reddenin' twilight, I wondered would I ever return. Ridin' on
feel your fire I'll be the other hand that always holds the line Connectin' in between your sweet heart and mine I'm strung out on that wire And I'll be on
and the bombed-out bars And the gas that hangs on to every breeze Now the army's installed by that old gas yard wall And the damned barbed wire gets
an orange star Look at the reflection of my foreign car by R & R I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel You know the new checks with nigo face right on
A systematic killer, returning from Madrid Murdered Mozart in his garden Mussolini ran and hid He was chosen by his elders sitting on the shelf They passed
Wilson] A systematic killer Returning from Madrid Murdered Mozart in his garden Mussolini ran and hid He was chosen by his elders Sitting on the shelf
of history, your position in line You are just a piece of the puzzle So I think you better find your place And don't go blamin' your knowledge On some
t trip or you'll get whipped out this mircale I'm very cool and put in a hot situation For real, I'll send you on a permanent vacation I'm lacing this
. can suck my books I'm a family man, Clan mixed with Theodore My boots hang over the telephone wires on Broad Word to MetLife, Tony got insurance on
's word than Jerry McGuire I'll set that ass on fire That's how you work with barbed wire Carve my name in your face Pour gas-o-line on you and drop
than Jerry McGuire I'll set that ass on fire That's how you work with barbed wire Carve my name in your face Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at
thing, I could come around Above all, you were my friend So don't fade Don't fade on me Don't Well your clothes hang on a wire And the sun is overhead
Out on the wire I hear you callin' So clear Yet a million miles away I start to feel it now Slips away somehow Out on the roadside I'm stopped by a daydream
coma trauma center, slugs hit your body Mentality's too sick when we leave the party Makes to clean ghetto way got yo' spot on quire Shootin a sheriff, we wired
of power From the beggar to the angel of my dreams From the thinnest thread we are sewn together From the finest string we dangle over time From the highest wire
be there lookin' at me, send me down a simple solution Send me down a simple solution now And the price for life Is one more run on that chicken wire As the hero returns
