In my grave, I'll rot I've dug two graves for us, my dear Can't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear Oh man, what a world, the things I hear If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I? Some kill, some steal, some break your heart Well,

I’m torn to pieces, I’m broken down I still see your face when you’re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I’ll ever be Half the man you wanted me to be Even though I know you’re not gonna come back I can’t wash it away It’s tearing me to pieces

Life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Everything all the time He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city He had a nasty

Ye hum ho la lo Kwela man Ye hum ho la la Kwela, Kwela You gave it your life Long ago there was a sound in the night Kwela man, singing under the street light A cheap guitar, he gave his sorrow a smile And he sowed his songs in the alley ways mile upon

Arrested on charges of unemployment, he was sitting in the witness stand The judge's wife called up the district attorney Said you free that brown eyed man You want your job you better free that brown eyed man Flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a

I was a man, that I, seldom long. She had a bond to make, to form with you. He wanted to gently stroke your hair. Its the coming one, the son and the heir. Lay down, close your eyes if you dare.. Before you know you might be down. You procreate my next

Turned into my worst phobia A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance On the garden's song and dance Feel her flowers as they wrap around But only smart boys do without

A double secret agent And he was paid to kill With cold steel magnum force is how the man possessed the skill He shot a man in Paris He did a job in L.A. And if the price was right, he'd surely Take your life away Wanted, dead or alive, blood for money,

Dope man dope man Hey man give me a hit It was once said by a man who couldn't quit Dope man please can I have another hit The dope man said cluck I don't give a shit If your girl kneels down and sucks my dick It all happened and the guy tried to choke

What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone On the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down I ain't got a job now He's just