There's this lady around my way Who sees me like every other day Who swears and screams a name She says "Randy, where you been?" I remember you were my
When you're so long gone, you can't help yourself When you're so dead wrong Let alone no one else Well the children still dying in the streets The babies
Your so pure of, your heart is full of All I ever need And I can't take it, I can't speak So I just sit here and stare My adorer, let me tell you a story
Hey ya hey hey, hey ya hey hey Hey ya hey hey, hey ya hey hey Hey ya hey hey, hey ya hey hey Hey ya hey hey, hey ya hey hey She said everything you?ve
Say, Judas came up to D.C. He'd been down in Georgia for a while He drove a 944, he bought with the soul Of a blond-headed kid with a left-handed guitar
He was down on his luck With his bag in the back of his black Cadillac Coupe DeVille He had a meeting at the crossroad But he didn't know that his soul
This feeling Don't happen By yourself Alone Is no Way to live Breathing It don't happen By yourself Alone Is no Way to live We could love We can love
Could you believe me somehow You're second to none And you got my love You got me under the gun Could you receive me somehow Ill stay with ya, stay with
Keep askin' How long will my love it last Always Keep askin' How long will my days they pass Always Keep asking me my love Keep asking help from above
Chorus Newspaper got some more people killed, yeah Magazine, watch 'em shoot 'em in the field Radio, they turn another deaf ear ??Institution stole everything
Life's ride down the river Everyday getting clearer All the while getting nearer We all belong This place we've been delivered Take the good with the
Bobbi pins are in her hair The slip is huggin' her rear I'm starin at her life's real clear Washing her face in the mirror That's how i like to remember
Been stuck in the middle of a vendetta Between me and myself I sure could use a witness But I just ain't found one yet I sent a message in a bottle,
be born into this every time I hear your voice it makes me sick beaten by an open hand, I raise a fist I got to find a way to cope with all of this
to cope We make it, we make it We make it hard for you to cope We make it, we make it We make it hard for you to cope We make it, we make it We make
away Was I too thin? Was I too fat? Now you're gone and how will I cope with that? How will I cope with that? How will I ever cope with that?
Johnny Cope (Robert Burns) Sir John Cope trode the north right far, Yet ne'er a rebel he cam naur, Until he landed at Dunbar Right early
Na segunda eu planto a cana Na terca amanhece nascendo Na quarta eu colho a cana Na quinta eu faco o engenho Na sexta eu faco a pinga No sabado eu amanheco