, I know, I know what time it is Terrorist, the bastard swordsman Holocaust, yo, yo [p.r. terrorist] Rap diligently, return of the arm The star trilogy
will getcha Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture But I still supplied, some people I knew died Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide Money, jewelry, livin like a star
Music: Harold Rome Lyrics: Harold Rome Book: various Premiere: Saturday, November 27, 1937 I'm tired of moon-songs of star and of June songs, They simply
a space bed.....we gone get married in june....we gonna be getting down on the moon, light years interplanetary forms on the get down star wars interplanetary
books that tell us What makes this whole world turn And how Heaven holds the star wars But there's no explanation Lord it's still a mystery How a song
is, what it is, what it is in a song What it is, what it is, you can do no wrong Open up your hearts to the planets, to the stars With your spirit take
took me to the future in the flux thing, and I saw everything. Boy bands, and another one and another one ... and another one! Girls there with round hair like Star Wars
is, what it is, what it is in a song What it is, what it is, you can do no wrong Open up your hearts to the planets; to the stars With your spirit take
I'm tired of moon-songs of star and of June songs, They simply make me nap And ditties romantic drive me nearly frantic I think they're all full of pap
the violence grew I saw a man reach for the stars As hunger raged down in Africa And I have walked across the waters To hear the voices of the battle song
But now I look we got more dudes in Brooklyn then you A parity right? Down in Jeezy video I shoulda kissed you on the cheek, you a pretty ho And Jaz video you starred
's all about niggas that doubt our reputation Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing Want twist us all in there black magic ? suggest paper of wars
wish I wish tonight. That always may your love be shining bright Just like that first star that I see tonight. Star peace, green peace, surely the wars
are books that tell us What makes this whole world turn And how heaven holds the star wars But there's no explanation Lord it's still a mystery How a song
girl. Only...She didn?t know it. And he would watch her, as she walked by. And her cotton dress, would dance in the wind. And her eyes held the stars.
seem to see everything you do We are the unwritten scrolls Background songs For dialogues Always wanting something more To be the stars The light shines
to lift her, pull her [Verse 1: Slug] Six, Six, Six in the mornin and I'm takin a nap In the back of the car, waitin for the stars to snap The stars