You've got a right to be angry You've got a right to complain But just being right Ain't gonna change anything You want understanding Without saying a
badlees/just_one_moment Written by Alexander Quote: A man is rich in proportion to the things he can afford to let alone (Henry David Thoreau
Gonna paint a picture Gonna put it in a frame So I can show you how I'm feeling Without having to explain And you can hang it from your ceiling In your
(Naydock) Ten times I stopped by 'Cause she said to stop by Nine times we flowed Like good rhythm and rhyme I was a good ear A welcome companion 90%
Well, I ain't no man, no, I ain't no man I can run and I can hide, fool the best of them I can tell you a story, you'd believe again But you'd see right
(alexander) martha's wearing blue jeans and she's praying for the poor two midgets shop for halloween at a salvation army store and a widow with a quarter
I thought I felt her ghost again last night And I kept a fire burning through the morning light You, early morning diner on the neon range You, you
There was a man who sang the blues No one could deny he spoke the truth He shouted through the microphone But no one could care less He lived his life
Town clock stopped tickin', but it ain't broken Got a problem that no one can define While that river keeps on a-flowin' Hang on children, it's a matter
Well, I can see that you are gone You're here with me but you are gone It's a matter of time till you can catch up With your mind and you're gone There
Like a fire burning in the kitchen sink Like a choir that can't agree on what to sing Like a wild raging river that just can't find the will You change
Don't know what it is you want from me, babe Don't know what song it is I'm supposed to play But even though I'm singing out of key, babe I mean every
(Naydock, Palladino) With flu I dream of you In light as blue as neon when it's blue Past visions of rolling hills In movie stills A panoramic stew Above
Charge admission and rope me off She said, "I do believe I see income here" Eight hundred and seventy pounds From a thyroid condition and one room bound
(Alexander/Badlees) (Chorus) There must be angels of mercy Lookin' down on me 'Cause when I look up to the sky I swear I see Angels of mercy lookin
The big man ain't so big no more He's curled up on the basement floor His worldly goods around his feet He's lost his mind trying to keep The more you
We live for the mountains 'Cause the mountains give us life But the pits were too inviting And they stripped away our lives If I could holler from this
You have reached a number and a name But I am gone and won't be back again If you wish to leave a word or two Here it is You know what to do Speak your
