Letras:
Ash There S A Star

of star we would be hoping for There's a star in the night sky The kind of star we would be dreaming of There's a star in the night sky The kind of star

of star we would be hoping for There's a star in the night sky The kind of star we would be dreaming of There's a star in the night sky The kind of star

her and everything is right It's the Pachuco's night I got the 45 player under the dash In the ashtray I got some marijuana ash I got the .45's in the

m nothin like you thought I'd be that's even if you follow me appreciative you oughta be cannot what you want of me I'm mostly in the A that's if you wannabe's

want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I stole a cathode face from newscasts And a crumbling fugue

I love my family more than the stars above More than a million trips to the sun and back More than a million galaxies and that's a fact And my animals

, in a promise, you'll make it There's work to be done, you must grind and shine Every second is a blessin', yes it is precious Suggest you get all instant message The aggression when you're findin' a

but when has a jigga decision ever gone gold let the trumpets blow blow and behold for those who dont know ash roth in the biulding to night oh what a

, apart from lives they've led. Are my lover's threads cut off when aged she laid to rest My sorrow blacking out a space upon thou woven crest A gathering