In their coiling calm and slow The banks are worn forever By a people sadly gay A titan with loud laughter Made them of fire and clay Go ask the springing
ll make you look like swiss cheese. Shotgun peterson. Took his scattergun. Shot some people down, in Indiana towns. Your lives mean nothing. Your like clay
bad about the weather But something even badder's gonna spoil her big day He stands by the mirror Feelin' he's gone fifteen rounds with Cassius Clay
you know she tried to hold on But the rodeo life was the life that he knew He had to keep drifting along She never married and she never would And all of the people
I'mma piss somewhere so high in the climb There's are too many people running loose in my mind Now, send us a king or someone else that can bring Some
by the world we see Why do people hurt us so Only those in love would know What a town without pity can do If we stop to gaze upon a star People talk
the wise, uprise ?Cause we definitely gotta unify And we need unity in times like these We got to stick together ?cause we as a people All people gotta
Intro: Judge: "Alright, your charged with public intoxication, alright listen" Convict:"There's a thousand people out who're drunk" Judge: "Okay,
the sky Warn you you're gonna die Storm coming, you better hide From the atomic tide Flashes in the sky Turns houses into sties Turns people into clay
Wake up You're beautiful, loved and blessed You feel me? When you found me I was just a piece of clay I was formless, you gave me a new name With the
still got your family name Pleased to meet you, Mr. Pearl man You can call me Clay Can I play? People, people what's your name? Maybe, we should start
leaves falling from the trees Feel like a stranger nobody sees So many things we never will undo I know you're sorry, well I'm sorry too Some people
They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts Now people wanna place him with murderers
from lying saucers I don't have the time, man, I'm searching for bigger answers The beat is so sick, made with real bits of panther The clay of the
and his pilgrim buddies come to America on a boat called the Mayflower to live because the English King wouldn't let the Jewish people go. So Moses,
Deep down in Louisianna close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, there stand a country cabin made of clay and wood,
Time shapes us like a most skilled sculptor from the clay of life And the years define details and form the tales we?ll tell our children When we?re old
to explain who I am How come it's possible? I wish there was a way I feel so invincible I'm the sculpture made out of clay I need someone to break