100 lyrics for "(Out of time)"
And we roll I take off time time to time time With those crazy friends of of mine Head out out on steel horses With wheels and we ride We burn up that road to old Mexico Blend in with the desert Just we amigos Cowboys like us sure do have fun
PlayThem summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of of the spring and
PlayHopelessly passing your time time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of of a certain unease in the air You better watch out out There may be dogs about I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen Things are not what they seem What do you get for pretending the
PlayWhere the real nigga ride and the rest die Ay don't be out out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time time, you don't testify Never trust the word of of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that
PlayLaughing with your girlfriends Not a care in the world, not a burden on your mind It was a matter of of time You're looking for a way out out I can feel it Come on, show me where it hurts Maybe I can heal it Your feelings are your own Now you keep 'em under
PlayI've wasted my time time I'm shooting a line I've gotta get out (Won't you help me?) Well I've been lying awake all night just thinking of of you But a bottle of of whiskey lies heavy obstructing my view I've got a bottle of of pills to give me my thrills And I know
PlayListen to them, children of of the night, what music they make Paint your face, tonight we terrorize this town, Coffin case, we gather, our time time is now. Ten thirty-one, we roam the streets in thirst for blood, It all begins, with you, with your life We are
PlayA thousand times, too many times I've fallen back out out of place from a dream The bright sunlight, a rude awakening Like I'm seeing the colors leave the brush for the wall That's when, into I reach into memories I long to relive those times Those younger
PlayI'm moving on Yeah I'll be long gone I'm tired of of sitting around and waiting I remember the first time time I met you I thought my time time had come I felt my time time had come Instead of of banging this drum I'm tired of of thinking about you baby And I'll be long gone
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