your house Not through door, right through the wall He's a nomad and intruder Spilling merry on your floor What will now happen? What will now happen
[Altus/White] Superstition creeps within They alter what we hold in our perception Our subconscious stores the clues To what is in our mind and what
BERTIE What have you got to say, Jeeves? What have you got to say? JEEVES Sir - BERTIE Your job's to protect me and to cushion me from shocks Not
Why am I so scared? What was that woman saying? She sounded so weird, I don't understand ... Please can't you tell me what's happening? You said you
there others hiding in the mist What if there was a world that we did not know of Where creatures lurk below and dragons soar above And what if that
Morning couldn't give again And soon enough those things that happen then Could only wait for your remembering when But first think of this, what you would miss Not what
do me My crew be unruly (what) To old school cats that call gats toolies Call blacks moolies, think it's cool to smoke woolies And fuck without rubbers (what
he comes right to your house not through door, right through the wall. He's a nomad and intruder Spilling merry on your floor What will now happen
, That you don't change your mind. You've got to understand, Things are getting out of hand, You can't just leave me sitting here unseen to. You know i don't know what
I don't even try Oh and I I know what happens to you The future's big surprise Is no surprise at all The images on screen All the work unseen All the
Ladies and gentleman what you are about to witness is an experiment that will change the world What we have lying here is what's known as a lyricist As
mother loooked me in the face And whispered "please sir, not the Farmer's Hotel." Once where I was headed She swore I would regret it Though what might happen
to remember don't ever expect to be apart of my daily agenda I wont expect a letter come the month of November If it happens then it happens, and uh,
have happened here for centuries Then expand this and think about the entire community There are generations of people with stories to give So think about all that has happened
it's all good and gravy if all this happened to you. Me and my guises down, picnic table with flies around. The story of my life what lies abound Sometimes
Jigga We Christians called back to reconcile Now what's beef worse than part uno dos tres It's mankind steady dying walking apart from grace The unseen
majority of raising of children who end up dead before hearing what you said And it's sad, so all I can write about is what I had Interpretations of