end I?ll keep holding on to you single years perfecting lives with strangers if only you if only now I?ll keep holding on to you single years perfecting love with strangers
' in my living room Dozed off to sleep So I start to dreamin' I dreamed I walked in a place and I saw a real strange, weird object Standin' up talkin
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace The wheels start turning, torches start burning And
an audience with OzAnd although he would not tell you why initially When you bowed before his throne He decreed you'd hence be known As Glinda the Good - officially! Then with
Dave Always with a group of babes Sayin', "Mami's out" Like Sugar Ray 'Cause Cuban Link don't play miss I flip and do some strange (Shit) Witchu like hit you With
don't need strangers around [THUY] Just get out [ENGINEER] Right! I won't make a sound (grabs his sack and leaves) [THUY] And as for you Come with
the miniature caskets, little babies Victims of a stray, from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange
years away Through astral nights, galactic days I see the works of gifted hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With
your radio stations Hopin' he with new hit single, is tryin' to mingle Today, he is in your town, puttin' it down You in the car with your friends,
deal with whatever together Sunshine, all that other weather, when we chasin' forever I wanna stay with you forever I wanna spend all my life with only
'm seeing songs No poet has ever painted Voices call out to me, straight to my heart So strange yet we're so well acquainted I let the music speak, with
, please, please, please, please What else is there to say? But in plywood spread, by a plastic stream And in separate beds with a borrowed dream And with
sound of his footsteps, the sound of his breathing The sound of the silence when no one was there I didn't really know him He was kind of strange Always
audience with Oz And although he would not tell you why initially When you bowed before his throne He decreed you'd hence be known As Glinda the Good - officially! Then with
inflicting pain soon carnal desires called for their fullfillment black magic was the key after becoming romantically involved with a black-clad stranger
miniature caskets, little babies Victims of a stray from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange
forward Swallowing a swallow Tasting it again, it's not so unpleasant Perhaps it's an acquired taste The first time, it makes you sick Then, little by little
only joy the world did not destroy A laughing little brown eyed boy she calls her own Though he leads her by the hand and tries to be her little man
