of the week Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beads The night is right, I might find me a suite It's a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon
ehen my spectre is unleashed! Eyes, grim and shadowblack carry me forth on their gaze into the center of the sun into the glare of the moon... Beams
about you I passed a shadowy lane and I thought about you Two or three cars parked under the stars A winding stream Moon shining down on some little town And with each beam
't you By finished closing Ramble in the roots Had the marvel, moved the proof Be kneeled fine's glowing Storing up the clues It had its sullen blue
love goes wrong Nothing goes right This one thing I know When love goes wrong A man takes flight And women get uppity-oh The sun don't beam The moon
the moon Suddenly a voice I'm hearing Sweet to my ear This is tomorrow's callin' Wishin' you were here Layin' in my motel bedroom Feelin' ceilin' blues
physical, mental credentials, fuck a nigga who sell, Right? It was simple, my crew leave a stain where they start A half moon when we depart, a full moon
light Glassy seas of blue I will dream of you Let's close our eyes till daylight comes Baby's breath and chrysanthemums So beaming blue these dreaming
my spacegun And boy I really felt blue Two or three flying saucers Parked under the stars, winding stream Moon shining down on some little town And with each beam
've forsaken my husband dear To go with the Gypsy Davey And I've forsaken my mansion high But not my blue eyed baby Not my blue eyed babe She smiled
this neon moon If you lose your one and only There's always room here for the lonely To watch your broken dreams Dance in and out of the beams Of a neon
Once in a while In a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home Hula girls And caterpillar
I remember yesterday and I'd sit and watch the hound dogs play Howlin' at the china moon ? ? now yesterday is the busted blues Life was young, things
shit Watch the whole world rock to it Nigga squad!!! (baby sham) Squad had em opin Had his bitch scopin Sittin by the bar Sippin heinken's totein Pinky rings glowin Triple beams
shit Watch the whole world rock to it Nigga Squad!!! (Baby Sham) Squad had em opin Had his bitch scopin Sittin by the bar Sippin Heinken's totein Pinky rings glowin Triple beams
be on me // When they look up in the sky and see the neon ?C? // Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in a glass with an ion beam for longevity //
for green Wid the cops and streets watchin' Ain't no need to dream Codine my team, Full beam on ya knotty Killuminati to ya body Got mooned wid the shotti
my spacegun And boy, I really felt blue Two or three flying saucers Parked under the stars The winding stream Moon shining down On some little town And with each beam