so did all my good time friends And there was no doubt I was nothing without my sure hit songwriter pen So I rolled like a stone down old Skid Row where
Animal Now its time to get drunk dawg and smoke some crip y'all mothafuckaz dont want no parts of this roll another blunt. we gettin fucked up tonight
... Moonlight on the cabin it's too damn cold to sleep Your head turns from my pillow so I can't see you weep See you weep...sarah sleep Stoned alone
make His way home Just tryin' to make his way home Like a holy rolling stone Back up to Heaven all alone Just tryin' to make his way home Nobody callin
Staring up here At the cathedral wall I will sleep tonight Be a baby. forget it all Be a baby watch the quiet stones Massive friend cathedral wall I will sleep tonight
we supposed to go Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin mo-mos, optimos, they burn slow Rollin
you still hold me tonight? And if I open my heart to you And show you my weak side What would you do? Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone? Would
cold comes And the wind blows with a scornful spite And the hard ground feels barren And the forest is deathly quiet And the whole world lies sleeping
all my so-called friends And there was no doubt I was nothing without my long-lost sure hit songwriter's pen So I rolled like a stone down old Skid Row
to go Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow Rollin fo
rollin' by And when they come to claim my skin And I go back where I begin Place the stones at my head and feet Tell them all I've gone to sleep And
did all my good-time friends. And there was no doubt I was nothing without My long-lost sure hit songwriter's pen. So I rolled like a stone
is just a bus man I cant sleep at night Man I miss my babies And I'd really like to fuck my wife But she ain't there tonight On the rock-n-roll pain
get-go, Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, No sleep for the wicked, right? No, bet no. Rollin
you still hold me tonight and if I open my heart to you and show you my weak side what would you do would you sell your story to rolling stone would
go (here we go) Yeah I got me a piece of the plot tonight And I'm leaving wit something hot tonight She gettin got tonight, aight Stop! you thought I
up here At the cathedral wall I will sleep tonight Be a baby Forget it all Be a baby Watch the quiet stones Massive friend Cathedral wall I will sleep tonight
to go Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow Rollin fo'-