girlfriends parading as songs Though I never ever really did doubt you No I never ever really did doubt you Words for girlfriends parading as songs Words for girlfriends parading
me what you talkin bout just smile and wave x 8 i got my loui v shades on feelin good hangin out the sun roof i guess im getting my parade on i smile
Waiting around a crew of thugs That parade in blue and yelling 'cuz (Whats up? 'Cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love
a jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
dozen black roses I pose with babies breath Be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your parade with silver razor blades I'm creepin over
black roses I pose with babies breath be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your parade with silver razor blades I'm creepin over the
to drink You free all hookers and pimps out the clink New days mutha fucka i rewrite the laws Everybody gotta get a SV tag 'cause We run this bitch parades
my own sweet smell i know hate words spit into porous wind violence blows you in if you're in the way mine a victim of the cold parade silenced some
baby put a star next to you cause you perfect baby All the time Clock out, clock in for overtime (Tech N9ne) If you think we bout to go to sleep Forget
jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
to hold no faith to praise And voices louder now, not loud enough The world around you crawls And sleeps in other beds and never mind No celebration no parade
turn to day, I churn my way through this nine to five and urban decay, Believe me it's bleak, and though the city's breaths in its sleep, It's just a
Bartholemew bring me a fork There's a Minstrel Parade on TV Let the lights glow, an excellent reason To stay home tonight Oh, the old men wave their
Night falls and I'm taken by sleep Hot air blows up balloons in my dreams Ding-dong rings the bell Something's at the door So I put on my slippers And
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys The clowns of death are marching on their hideous parade Their glaring
Awaken from the bliss of sleep The daybreak haunts you in such a subtle light I hear them, they tell me these roads we have travelled fork up beyond the
hater Okay, okay, hi my name is Swizz, your name is, hater So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the padded Felipe I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don
, ever lose my mind? Just like rolling off a log And the animal still seems odd Asleep inside Inside Asleep inside Asleep inside It sleeps inside It sleeps