verse 1: The stars go down, the sun is here, comfort planning to disappear. You've had enough, start to pack your bags, I'd like think you'd stay. chorus
A man dreams one day to fly A man takes a rocketship into the sky He lives on star that's dying in the night And follows in the trail The scatter of light
: Thrown into the light / Taught how to believe / Learn to love / Learn to hate / Then learn to read the lines between / We've looked at our past mistakes
die soon... The F.B.I might be tryin to pull my file soon... I might be walking blind fold into a typhoon... I might be seeing rockets light up the
sitting In the old man's bar Waiting for his turn to die The cowboy kills the rock star And Friday night's gone too far The dim light hides the
man sitting In the old man's bar Waiting for his turn to die The cowboy kills the rock star And Friday night's gone too far The dim light hides the years
men sitting In the old man's bar Waiting for his turn to die The cowboy kills the rock star And Friday night's gone too far The dim light hides the years
if you stood here Momma, I know you'd understand yeah It's the lights It's the high It's the roar of a crowd on a Friday night And everybody's screamin
em Best in the nation, on this playstation The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water On a friday, the get high day Blowin
light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light
light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up You really light me up
: Sun down, friday night, uptown city lights. Here I go start it out, I like. Dressed up out the door so damn ready for one night, maybe more, I like
kids are just cruisin' on a Friday Not a care in the world, but it ain't what it seems See me covered in blood wit a cold stare in the high beams Lost
That's how it goes in everyday America A little town and a great big light A little town and a great big light A little town and a great big light
get high sticking bad heinas in vaginas I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front
: (feat. Chamillionaire) [Chorus: Chamillionaire (Paul Wall)] Guess it's just a hood thing, woodgrain, grippin on the Friday* My chain lookin like the
no more loving after dawn. No longer we can share the love that was never there. When the moon has lost its light. And the stars no longer bright And
I hesitate like this, twist then change it Another rhyme I have to rearrange it for, an easier flow on And this rhyme I can start the show on After you
