Man, I never slept so hard I never dreamt so well Dreaming, I was safe in life Like mussels in a shells Rolling and controlling all the basements And
[Hook:] It's a World War Three, nigga Fuckin' wit me, nigga My niggas wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga World War Three nigga, Fuckin' wit me, nigga My niggas
THE THIRD MAN (Bobby Helms - Teddy Wilburn - Frances Heighton) « © '65 Tree Publishing » Last night I dreamed I took a walk up Calvary
Jimmy carter ran for President again You voted for who you want but the Government wins It's not a question of who can do the job It's just a matter of
You?ve been hiding now for so long Never understanding why Running far away from the truth And all along chasing after lies I have loved you from the
To everyone who's lost someone they love Long before it was their time You feel like the days you had were not enough When you said goodbye And to all
People talkin' like it's the end of time And I look up to the heavens for a sign Everybody's lookin' at me but I won't be deceived or afraid 'Cause I
I was still aware of those around me I could hear their cries and sense their grief But was physically incapable Of responding to them in any way There
Save me, save me I'm goin' down, down for the third time I'm goin' down, down for the third time Drownin' in tears from my heart that's hurtin' Drownin
(Peverett) It's all behind me There's good luck up ahead Can't break what's left of my heart Once bitten twice shy I hate to see it all fall apart First
Heart and clock slows down... And the sand reverberates with a tremelous sound On a diet of water and thick air I inhale the heat and exhale my share
Hey there, you know, I don't see a dog like you You hang around in the cold blackness And watch it all, guess you just love the ladies Why don't you walk
Ah, check out, check out You know you gotta The mystery The mystery school Got me in my third eye, I couldn't think She's breaking bread, we're gonna
Left your mark In a distant past But somehow it's all gone now Good things can never last You are down for the third time And you spent your change Memories
Welcome to Earth, third rock from the sun She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time Like a broken field runner, slippin' through the line He likes the
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First one, it's a shock Second helping, not good enough Third time lucky and you've arrived If you have any doubts try once more Maybe I was too impressed
Some people have dogs for pets And some people have cats but There was a tailor, had a mouse Hi diddle um come feed a They lived together in one house