clientele And from the time I was only six years old I never forgot what I was told It was the best advice that I ever had It came from my wise dear old
Sitting alone in an old rocking chair I saw an old mother with silvery hair She seemed so neglected by those who should care Rocking alone in an old rocking
a story of a city proud You tell the story, you shout it out loud The same old story, you wanna hear no more The same old story, you've heard ten times
another store" And Mommy went right back to the same store When the guy?s back was turned she stole these little red shoes And I remember on the big?old
got two or three minutes well I'd like to tell you a story It's a story about a preacher And there's a lotta stories about a lotta preachers But this story
Well, I tell you a story that's got no end I forgot my love and I lost my friend The murder was easy to soft my charm But this darkness is about to do
[intro: buddha monk] There are eight million stories In the naked city, choose one... Yo, it's time for a change, yo All our babies is dyin from aids
prowler One more thing I forgot to tell Young one sixteen bro and she burning like hell Wait a minute, yo it's my fault, Pa was 26 Now back to the story
CHORUS Look down, look down Sweet Jesus doesn't care 3RD CONVICT I know she'll wait I know that she'll be true CHORUS Look down, look down They've all forgotten
gettin' vexed?) G'd forgotten his team, now his teams plottin' To stop him Making mad dough like Pablo From sellin' mad blow So the same old
expect the same Incriminated, your teeth still shine over the suffering Deceiving trade, but the blade will shine. CINEMA SPINE Just a little bit of feeling in your stories
a freaky dang Different broad, but it's all the same She said she knew how to fuck and I'm to blame Woulda said somethin back but forgot her name Games
I have a picture It's taken with looks It won't tell me a story But I'm glad I forgot everything that you say I change the colors And reword the lines
I'll stay with you, it's a promise not forgotten You're crying all these tears but they mean to leave you dry Still fighting all these years 'bout the same old
Same old story is back again She's not a lover, she's just a friend I'm sick and tired for you to blame on me Now you think it's funny Now you wanna spend
to be Children of the night howling at the gate Here to claim forgotten dreams Too late, too late orphans of the darkness waiting to belong Been listening to the same old story
look around, you'll find the same old story What did you want? What were you waiting to see? Just take a look around, you'll find the same old story
ain't right, hatin' 'cause we ain't livin' the same life You fight ya old lady, I fuck her the same night My ring and that shit you be drivin' the same