I wish we'd both been more discreet Like light that's caught between night and day You're stuck between me and my Me and my big ideas Won't wash away your tears
feet I wish we'd both been more discreet Like light that it caught between night and day You're stuck between me and my Me and my big ideas Won't wash away your tears
Превод: Рибља Цорба. Мене и моје велике идеје.
' And we all stunners with lil' money but still hungry True story, once threw a nigga from a two storey Asked for my paper, said, "There's nothin' he can do for
like tears filled with lost fear Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me
might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin And countin my blessings And pray for the brotherman
a mess and I gotta Give a nigga the metal medicine and holla I aint never gotta wipe my tears Never need a gang when I fight my fears It stops right
Fear me, fear me, fear me But no one did 'cause they were dead And then there were the police sirens wailing And a bull horn squelched and blared "Drop your weapons and
right And I spun to the left again Fear me! fear me! fear me! But no one did cause they were dead Huh! hmmmmmmmmm And then there were the police sirens wailing And
cage either one in change for change both of us with glass between us bittering and banging, singing in sanging spinnin and hangin out yingin and yangin whats the big idea
and say "Oh no, not us, not me". There are those who strive for value and meaning; Who search for reason and purpose; Their efforts are negated by the
away Could it be too late? Or is our fate just another stone in my shoe Another stone in my shoe, in my shoe In my shoe, in my shoe, in my shoe, in my
watching for America and the boat's going up and down. And you don't like it anyhow. But you gotta stand there and watch, for what. Only he knows, and
