I packed up and spent a week traveling east on the Interstate On a pittance for a fast food diet and some toothpaste I can remedy along gettin' drunk,
go from here now? Where do we go from here now? So where, where do we go (where do we go) from here now? Now? The noose that we wear doesn't matter at
Every sentiment hangs around No longer than a minute or two I find I keep falling for love But I can?t seem to follow it through So run, little rabbit
Some cries with babies died So why then, bring him in I gotta keep the world at bay So how do you expect to live And I just wanna Start over, start over
Do you shake through the night? Tucked under the covers tightly There's monsters in the shadows and zombies in the street lights And the sounds from
evil Now they tryin' to bust our only code of communicating with our people Let's peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled his pistol
camera, no action And the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson He said, "Don't lie to me" I'm lookin' for John, Matt or Spike Lee The
t no quirk My love is lurking the way a rapist would lurk In a bush, or a car park in town I bought you this necklace It cost me 12 pounds From Argos, Elizabeth Duke
t no quirk My love is lurkin' the way a rapist would lurk In a bush, or a car park in town I bought you this necklace, it cost me 12 pounds From Argos, Elizabeth Duke
try In your custom made wears Thinkin' you too fly Makin' up in gold chains What you're lackin' for brains It's time to call your ma, Duke Scoop up
,and the Descendants George Hurry, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog James
and the Descendants George Hurrly and Mike Watt, to all those flops But only when they ain't hangin' out To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog James
duke nor lord, nor earl Ill wed Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland. Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland. Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland.
my middle name to first Trem I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite I've got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be You ask whatever happened to the rappin' duke
neck her arms entwined. Not duke nor lord, nor earl I?ll wed I?ll wait for thee my own Matt Hyland. I?ll wait for thee my own Matt Hyland. I?ll wait
name to first Trem Because I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite I've got holes in my mouth where my teeth should be You ask whatever happenened to the rappin' duke
lights no camera no action and the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson He said don't lie to me I'm lookin for John, Matt, or Spike Lee
always considered evil Now they tryin to bust our only code of communicating with our people Lets peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled
