Life goes by on a Talihina sky But everybody says this place is beautiful And you'd be so crazy to say goodbye But everything's the same, this town is pitiful And I'll be gettin' out as soon as I can fly Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B.

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

So don't knock it, don't knock it, you've been here before I just wanted to know if I could go home So don't knock it, don't knock it I got a notion to say what doesn't feel right Got an answer in your story today It gave me a sign that didn't feel

Your sex is on fire With what's to transpire The greatest Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching

You know that I could use somebody Someone like you, somebody Always looking down at all I see I hope it's gonna make you notice Someone like me I've been roaming around Painted faces, fill the places I can't reach Someone like you, and all you know, and

Pray for one last chance to prove we all belong Through the dark nights and cold days while time marches on In this life, we're running out of days We're running out of time, ignoring it's a crime No regrets, just one shot at glory Is all we got before

Walk wid di Prince of Peace Selassie a di leader Praises be to di Kings of Kings Alpha and Omega Whoa oh oh oh, Selassie a di leader Whoa oh oh oh, Alpha and Omega Sent by di king, watch dem under ring When mi fly down far

I like to dance all night It summons the day That's how I play Yeah that's how I play I said who are you No matter who you are So we dance all night And dance all day

I don’t mind sentimental girls at times Miss don’t walk away, walk away With the kisses unclean as the words that you say My motivation is going to soon, good vibrations all over you, Act like you mean it, you mean it, You gotta story you never tell,

You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the south We'll take to the yard like a cock fight For kicks, who's struttin' now? Huff men don't take no nonsense He's here to rectify He's got his black belt buckle And the red mans fire in his eyes