on go on Lets live this big forever Ain't no limits on Night Flyin oow just get on down Soul people, get on down ya love's showin' Slick dis feelin's
no particular hour, no given day You know, it didn't go down in flame There was no final scene, no frozen frame I just watched it slowly fade away And
and over and over and over again And then we wonder why We're in the shape we're in Good ol' boys down at the bar Peanuts and politics They think they
Yeah, they rob you blind, chew you up, and it ain't pretty And it's a soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin' Soul suckin', soul suckin
woman can do to your soul Ah, but she can't take you anyway You don't already know how to go and I gotta peaceful, easy feeling and I know you won
my soul Visions, that will never grow old. Sweet baby, I had some visions of you If I can't have it all, just a taste will do. Go ahead and live all
you know that I've gone and I've been untrue to you And once it's told, well you know there's nothing we can do I regret that I let this get so out of
you know that I've gone And I've been untrue to you And once it's told Well you know there's nothing we can do I regret that I let this get so out of
roll through in the St. Pats Socks So pull out the Chicago and the script to wear on Soul Train The Bulls, When Mike had hair and a gold chain I get the
my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanes I'm still here [Chorus] My moma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'll happen
living your life? Do you feel it being right? Where you gonna be in ten years time? Will you be alright? Tell me will you get it right? get it right
doll I don't know what I'll do TRACY Link, I've got to break out So that I can get my hands on you SEAWEED And girl, if I can't touch you Now I'm
light You tell me I'm wrong Then you better prove you're right You're sellin' out souls I care about mine I've got to get stronger And I won't give up
these nigger trying to hold me now? ... I've never been really... cause I've been out that door... before So just get off my back and let me go and let
it's snowing, I sell a lil weed, get my pockets fat But I talk to cats who be movin lots of crack It ain't the good life, it ain't the bad, it's just