every drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance
We know from our youth, how to be treated How we'll be received, how we shall end These things don't change You can change your clothes Change your
I'm sinking slowly... Oh, how lovely, nothing could be more becoming... Underwater, floating in the icy darkness... Count the candles 'May I dance
makes a difference, most people think not, but I believe one person can accomplish a lot. This shit is getting played, but its not fucking dead. Lets
leave youth with no voices The choice is yours not mine, hang with me I'll have you freestyle and bombin' graffiti We can cut it up like like wax Claimin
person who?s smart Can listen to their heart Can listen and believe (Dancers in back waving flags and swaying) So believe in what love can achieve Do
ever the kantian, i won't be discouraged by the apparent chasm between means and ends. the kids and i who danced like we were sure can always say maybe
the Dead. Can I remember, I remember you, no, Can I remember gold, I remember silver eyes, I remember silver skies, I remember awesome pain I can
try to claim things I haven?t earned honest, man Slick Rick and Outkast is on this jam What kid? Diamond on the 2-2 grand Trying to help raise all youth
way I can't guess take a look at yourself you're a mess you say you Wanna fight We just might stoned as a zombie your eyes are red head for the dance
wickedest dance right now, it's more dollars than your biggest advance right now, you get madder because we come with the plan. The program got the whole a de youth
dem a striptease right on de dance floor Youth gwan like pure crime monster Me give dem de answer, but still me no gangster Zulu man inna dance, people
streets Where you and I would meet And only I can heal your wounds Only I can heal your wounds When you can't go on When you can't go on When you can
a soldier head make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead got made code red break up the black skunk the black dutch, back of the old shed if you can
. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your
of the Dead. Can I remember, I remember you, no, Can I remember gold, I remember silver eyes, I remember silver skies, I remember awesome pain I can
drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance