Somebody tell me explain to me just what they were thinking all the things all so neatly piled outside her front door and a note from her mom it read
So here I am It's four AM Your in your room alone And I'm on the couch again This can't be right. If I had a brush right now I'd paint you all around
It?s love at first sight, I saw her turn right I saw her heading right for the aisle with ripened apples I stole a glance as she sorted through her bag
She likes the boy who lives downstairs She loves the way he combs his hair And the way he sits out half the night and rocks out Under the porch light
Thinking of something blue Much like the rain that washed away my final memory of you And we are gathered here today in celebration of impending fate
So hey man, check this out, downtown's a riot and something's spreadin through the crowd. Try channel 9, I'm pretty sure they're headed straight for
So lets drive tonight, we'll race the autumn skyline. And should I fall tonight, we'll know just what it takes to feel alive... So please believe that
joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound We're taking over eight niggaz back to the stomping grounds Line em up single file, dome runnin in em A nigga
grab the microphone they shit sound like stupidness *beatboxing* Hah, mad to pull another vicious scandal I know that you can't handle when I flip from other
think he didn't when he did, and then them other kids the Jungle Brothers and Quest and, um, what's the other ones, the other ones? - The Violators. -
is our chance, to show you all What we're made of Endless (Always) Dreaming(Always), For nightmares never come to end And that they go marching in single file
his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted [two gun shots] A framed picture and a closed casket A single file
his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted{two gun shots} A framed picture and a closed casket A single file
Two Take part in a grand tradition Your name echoes in the holes of the universe! Believe in yourself! Take your game into outer space! Every single
s style (Aristocrats:) We're glad you noticed (Che:) The shooting sticks of the upper-class (Aristocrats:) Give her an inch (Che:) Aren't supporting a single
all you need me) That's right I'm a a prince of the shy town So where my southside niggas at right now We gon all line up in a single file And give the