And make believe it came from you I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter They're gonna knock me off my feet Kisses on the bottom I'll be glad I've got 'em And sign "with love" the way you do I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet I'm gonna smile

A man appeared before Wells Fargo Wells Fargo's stage driver man Wearing long white linen And a dust flour sack over his head They call him Black Bart P08 The highway bandit poetry man Leaving his poem, disappeared Like a ghost on his own, all on his own

Silence in the snow We must fight till they all die In their cold blood The battle goes Here we all stand on this canvas of white Our palette holds but only one shade tonight Silence snows in, in her wintery chill Let’s paint the ground red with the

They got some crazy lovin' women there and I'm gonna get me one I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come I'll be standing on the corner of 12th Street and Vine I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come With my Kansas City baby and a

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

On my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by

Just ask the lonely, oh Oh, don't pray for love Oh, say love Pray for who lost they fate, and died too young Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love Pray for my liver when I'm off, in this club I pray that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us Man I

Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me Right by my side where you supposed to be They start to notice you when they notice me And you can have it all free of charge I know you like European cars Take, take a look at my garage Maybe we can all

Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem The jester's tears They are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Is the script already written Jester's tears I cry Hallowed be the fatherland