Do yo chain hang low Do it wobble to da flo Do it shine in da light Iz it platinum, iz it gold? Could you throw it ova ya shoulda If you hot it make you
(Chorus - Eric Turner) I waited all my life to play, I still can't find a way. But if I work it one more day, I might just break the chain, I might just
Strange fruit I roll up in my Ford Taurus Emissions won't pass like Gandalf at Moria Way out of order, should be pulled over Pulled out garage, lost side
Aight, Got a little service announcement, If yo chain hang low, Then you a certified stunta, A certified boss, Yung jock jibbs, Drop dat, Bistooooooo
Chain, chain, chain Chain, chain, chain Chain, chain, chain Chain of fools For five long years I thought you were my man But I found out I'm just a link
My closest friends have moved to heaven They have left this world below To live up there with Christ forever There they never shall grow old
Hanging on like hell to the safety chain Lifebuoy crash lands in a vale of tears All the lovers are in retreat On the edge of the nervous street So deaf
Yea, yea, yea, see, see Why don't you stop your teasin' And stop your old music? Come on, come on Get on your dress and put on a smile Let's lose this
Don't take yourself too seriously There are precious few things worth hating nowadays And none of them are me I was only trying to say how things used
She took my money She stole my car Broke my heart And smashed my guitar She slandered my name And laughed in my face And on Saturday night She went and
Well, it's been ten years and a thousand tears And look at the mess I'm in A broken nose and a broken heart An empty bottle of gin Well, I sit and I
I'm the one who gets that look in your eye I'm the one who feels you tremble inside I'm the one who steals those kisses from your breath But sometimes
Here I am again, I've been here before I thought I could handle anything but I don't anymore Sorting through my scars to leave them at your throne Every
I try to walk the straight and narrow But I stumble on the way And take roads that lead me places Where I cannot see Your face And in my feeble mind
Like pennies in a wishing well I try but I can never tell Where this winding road of life Will lead tomorrow But in between the how and why The questions
Born afraid of most everything We close our eyes until we are sure There's nothing to see And the fear just goes on and on Singled out and pushed all
I had my pride, I had my prayers I had my good intentions Thought I was strong and in control Thought I was self-sufficient In my delusion, well I thought