Nile are opening - you'll see. She came to me with a serpent's kiss, As the Eye of the Sun rose on her lips, Moonlight catches silver tears I cry, So
of the Nile are opening-you'll see. She came to me with a serpent's kiss, As the Eye of the Sun Rose on her lips, Moonlight catches silver tears I cry
know I was popping that Cristal when all y'all niggaz thought it was beer and shit, you know Wearing that platinum shit when all y'all chicks thought it was silver
Rock and soul You know what time it is now start the show Build a fire Watch it grow One, two ,three now baby start the show We can roll Rock and soul
s eye saw places where I used to go. Where I crawled barefoot with a fishing pole to the rock that overlooked that steelhead hole, but it's true silver
o diamond Jack o diamond Know you of old boy I know you're of old You rob-a my pocket Rob my pocket Silver and gold boy Of silver and gold There ain
The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matalla Moon Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver
: Mountain of mystery, Rising high above the clouds. Mountain of magic, Standing tall and proud, Your magical veins Flowing silver and gold, Your cumulus
on a Tambourine Betcha, your bottom dolla' on me It's Indie Rock and Roll for me It's Indie Rock and Roll, for me It's all I need. It's Indie Rock and
on tambourine Bet your, your bottom dollar on me It's Indie rock'n'roll for me It's Indie rock'n'roll for me It's all I need It's Indie rock'n'roll
honey; it sure does me Oh baby baby I got the spoon inside your jar Oh baby baby Dont give me too much, dont make me starve Oh baby baby Sugar sittin on a silver
star Shining down on my blue car Drivin' down the boulevard She was soft and I was hard Apache Rose gotta rockin' peacock Hottest ass on the goddamn block Rockin
a million miles from you Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel And I'll rock
desperado Well DJ strong hold poppin that weak He punched Big Bird in his goddamn beak Gold on my fingers, silver in my pocket Mike went to the party and (D) tried to rock
man nor a god, with a sword he carved With a feather he conjured An instrument from the bone of fish A kantele from the jaws of a pike Sat on a golden rock
for dawning And daylight for coming up! Dear moon, you're out from the rock Fair day from the cliff You've risen as a golden cuckoo As a silver dove
Seger were burnin' with fever and let the Silver bullets fly The Kid was in his crib, shady wore a bib and the posse wasn`t even alive Shock rock choppin
The finish looks no closer Then we're near the end Keep pushing till we pass the sky Over the diamond studded rocks below Stranger thoughts, silver feathered