saying That they flew through the air like the wings of a prayer But they all walked away amidst the gawking and stares And the children revisited their fall
heard the stories, too Oh I've heard the wives' tale Where Polly at a load of stale reunion bread And got killed by one of her seven Siamese cats Never
What's playing at the Roxy? I'll tell you what's playing at the Roxy A picture about a Minnesota man falls in love with a Mississippi girl That he sacrifices
gun it Thousand dollar bottles pop One of the best that ever done it Broke nights dumbing with the dumbest Sporting the fourth floor I bought it from fiend for seven
You're right on time until you find They've just been waiting for the fall The writing's on the wall The writing's on the wall Seven-hundred stories
your house without turning on lamps Sure of the angle from door to table, from table to staircase Sure of the number of steps, seven to the landing Two to turn right then seven
s doing a jig now with the wife She doesn't know it's Friday's money He's spent in Bridie's Thursday night Now ashtrays fly and chairs fall over
For all she knows it's stlil Flying around up there Then Jenny went wrong And the last that I heard It's been seven years long Since she uttered a word Seven
I want it (Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those) How many times I, sit back and contemplate I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin' my story
the chords of our elders song Each note is telling a story A fragment of existence Ohh, people ye who listen Sit down and hear the old man's story, ohh
our breath and show your chest, if you're proud of it And wake me back to safety if you see me falling out of it Under a full moon, the color ?of mind
seconds left until midnight Nine chances to drown ourselves in black hair dye Eight faces, turned away from the shock Seven windows and six of them were locked Five stories, falling
loyalty, good merits Gotta lil sister and my pops just perished And I just came home so my freedom I really cherish Young when they bagged me, seven in
yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? Come and rumble with me I've been working out these problems in my mind Imagine yourself free falling, falling and falling A thousand story
is Jay every day (I never change) I never change, this is Jay I am a, Roc representer Hov', summer to winter, Hov', dead or alive Twenty four seven,
good you'll go to heaven and if not you're destined to stay alive till the year 2057 [chorus] sit alone and watch the world fall down everybody
Tonight we lie awake Remember how the coffee made us shake On those long drives? One more long night Another seven days Heartbeat racing the interstate
story Cuz the damage already done Oh the damage already done VERSE 1: Broken bones and wounds need tender repair Hang on brother man don?t despair (Hold on) Although we forgive Seven