lie 'Cos I know that Good times, good times are coming Just keep on going You say we never gonna make it I'll prove you're wrong Good times, good times coming
for it All through the good times When you tried to ignore it You hesitate It's come too late You hear the sound Of when wheels engage When the rain comes
: Honey you were good for me but I can?t deny my need to be free grows I resigned myself to climb the stairs to your winning thighs and endless prayers
to somewhere far from now Traveling in his time machine a dream that had come true Fly my friend, you will see, something called reality I feel good,
leave, to somewhere far from now traveling in his time - machine a dream that had come true fly my friend, you will see, something called reality I feel good
somewhere far from now Travelling in his time machine a dream that had come true Fly my friend, you will see, something called reality I feel good, I
kissed one I missed one, let me explain Eight years before the game, everything came with pain Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times
: Oh life can be strange Good and bad in so many ways And in time you will find That things are not always what they seem Well i've got something to
like legends nigga Like I'll make you famous motherfucker I'm talkin about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit My niggas make the
me, pick up ah piece and shot a me But I practice what I preach And see that these slugs up in his body got him, Run, wid smoke coming from the barrel
won't you come a little closer I promise pretty darling, I didn't know what I was saying And now I'm praying that you won't say it's over Come here pretty
: (Strummer/Rhodes) The boy stood in the burning slum Better times had to come Fate lay in the hands that clap The muscles that move & the power that
I'll make you wish You hadn't burned our time before I'll live through this In a manner cursed in my own accord (I don't wanna go) So come on bitch
: [words: D. Snider] WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY THERE'S JUST FIVE
the last time I'll say goodbye God willing, I'll see you on the other side It's the last time I'll put my arms around you The last time I'll look into
intervenes Listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate To this you must be reconciled, you'll always be your father's child At times
fate The choice was yours, but therein lies the fault: What good is choice when choice is made too late? What good is virtue but a thing to lose? What good
