Or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war with the rappers Good black women sleep over at Cappa's I fall into it, Mr. September Rock my
clear memories, aghast Relinquished their control All things held dear to the wretched past Coalesced within her soul Madness crept into her sight Though her sinful hair Spoke
Old busted chains With busted handle bars Out in the rain Somebody must Have an orphanage for All these things that nobody Wants any more September's
A., F.B.I. the real terrorists You got to watch what you say in these days and times It's a touchy situation, lotta fear and emotion September 11th,
tripp (drums) Ian underwood (piano, alto saxophone) Don preston (piano) Motorhead sherwood (baritone saxophone, tambourine) Bunk gardner (tenor saxophone) It was september
"It's a cold day for September", was all I thought to say When I saw you on the street the other day I knew something changed between us, all the talk
never imagined that you'd be here again yet another season of doubt has set in the warm september rains have gone, gone away the trust that you held
Never imagined that you'd be here again Yet another season of doubt has set in The warm september rains have gone, gone away The trust that you held in
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did CTC Just public elementary to the PTA college, straight noise NWA tapes hidden under beds before Playboys '92 went Down Under I'm like E.T. Cause no one spoke
With My Kid, Feedin' The Pits Damn John Conner, This Fuckin' Beat Is The Shit Where My Muthafuckin' Whiteboys Ridin' On Them Powder White Spokes My Lower
My three brothers and I were allotted twenty-five bucks a piece, including tax. So I'd make up a different Christmas list every night from the first of September
[Instrumental] [From the journal of Professor Caleb Blackthorne III, discovered May 1899, near the great Temple at Tiahuanaco, Peru:] [23 September:
memories, aghast Relinquished their control All things held dear to the wretched past Coalesced within her soul Madness crept into her sight Though her sinful hair Spoke
September day And her older brother cried as he gave her away And the minister looked like he didn't know what to say And then he spoke CHORUS SOLO
out while your learning how to juggle And the bricks weigh more then they led you to believe Remember never let nobody leave you to believe September
burn, how to caress it L.S.D. flashed the message And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding And I knew the ph balance wasn't right And I knew how September
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