It?s better to be warm, than unprepared And caught outside, and caught outside, With not enough fun, it?s too cold to bear, I?ve got to go in, we?ve got
Give me the time I got no reservations. Go on. Disclose your crime Say it with conviction! Go on. Clean your plate It's time to cleare the slate. I hope
Who told you that you can sit with the ... Computer weird niggers still can't figure it out, though! Got in door, got out door, we clean the clothes,
Oh yeah Wake up, set your sights for never shall we fail Stand up for your rights and justice will prevail You're listening through endless nights And
I tried to give you love That was ever flowing I tried to give a love That could be so true But you wanted less Than I had to offer What was I to do I
(M.Callaghan) Time it telescopes through a lens of regret The patterns all re-emerging as we cruise the mandlebrot set Space surrounds us all
Shout out to my set, shout to my set Shout my connect, shout my connect Shout to my check, shout to my check Shout out my wrist and neck, shout my wrist
Master - Typhon - Apophis Dweller beyond the seven stars Crowned red king - Set-hen - Amam of the eternal black skies Thou art the rayed one - Erbeth -
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor coming Saying something about a queen, there were peasants singing and Drummers drumming and the archer split
If all my dreams were a tidal wave And every day was Christmas We could spend our lives in the drip At the edge of the world 'Cause love is something
Well, I never really understood religions Except, it seems a good reason to kill Everybody's got their own conceptions And you know, they always will
Early in the mornin', just before the dawn I turn my TV on and watch the fuzz The sun scrapes away the first layers of the day Nothing is meant, this
Michael, time to get up
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It's ya boy Mr.Easy Rider Coming to you live on W.E.E.D. And right now we got some Guerrilla pimpin shit You know we highway pimpin these hoes That's
The ladies will kick it the rhyme that is wicked Those that don't know how to be pros get evicted A woman can bear you break you take you Now it's time
Do we look? Where is love? Has it gone? Do we search or move on? Hear the wind as it blows And my heart says the next time I'll know Set it off, I suggest
Still my heart, cease the beating quickened by. Your passing grace. Better to fix my gaze ahead and forget, forget everything. For now just keep on