(& where were you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I want roses
sailors (& where were you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I
have the power dog-men & their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors I'm sick of dour faces Starong at me from the T.V. Tower, I want
Pac and a nigga like me gotta stay high Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry So I beg the lord to
VALLEY? I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar (Dear Lord) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar (No shit!) I don't wanna stand here
starry tie led me talking backwards across the waving chips i spoke fantastic, like a prophet like a piece of blood where no doors are and weary now i
Look At Shawty Roll (I Luv Yo Girl) Man Look At Shawty Go (I Luv Yo Girl) Sorry I (I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,) (I Luv Yo Girlfriend) [Bridge:] When
good camper? I heard a young thug scream, "It depends what you got in the beamer!!" Now I got two choices I could blast and become Most Wanted in America Or I
the wilderness. I will never treat you mean Never start no kind of scene I'll tell you every place and person that I've been. Always a playground instructor
" Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem "Into this world we're thrown" When I was out on the desert, ya know "Like a dog without a bone An actor out
drunk a big party last night back going back in all directions sleeping these insane hours I'll never wake up in a good mood again I'm sick of these
sevants have the power dog-men & their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors I'm sick of dour faces Starong at me from the T.V. Tower, I want
I am on Christmas eve This silent holy night And I reach up to the stars for you I pray that you're alright Hey mister, send my baby home This December I
