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Catch 88
03:16
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Holy rollers hear me howl
I don't want to be
A holy cow
Cuz man if you can't laugh at yourself
You'll get the help
From somebody else
Well I may be wrong, but I'm not stupid
Life don't come wrapped up in a big red bow
Where I'm going I don't really know
Somewhere there's always a catch
How much money do you really need
And when does it just start becoming greed
Counting days won't tell you what you've got
So I just sit here counting holes in my socks
Well I may be wrong, but I'm not stupid
Life don't come wrapped up in a big red bow
Where I'm going I don't really know
Somewhere there's always a catch
How much money do you really need
When does it start becoming greed
Counting days won't tell you what you've got
So I'm counting holes in my socks
You know my heart doesn't wear a watch
It's just the twist of the plot
If my hands stop holding steady
Go and get my coffin ready
Well I may be wrong, but I'm not stupid
Life don't come wrapped up in a big red bow
Where I'm going I don't really know
Somewhere there's always a catch
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Fashionista
03:21
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This wife beater cannot hide my farmer's tan
So I'll shut up and throw on a turtle neck
You don't need me to explain
How you feel your pain
The art in fashion your power is true
I am here I hear you
The art in fashion your power is true
I am here I hear you
You don't need me to explain
How you feel your pain
You don't need me to explain
How you feel your pain
I'm gonna shut up
and listen
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3. |
Muhammad Ali
04:39
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East and west
Lines drawn deep
Poetry woven inbetween
Tried to sit myself in a box
I never could fit
Walked through new lands
Made me feel so good
Misspoken words
Misunderstood
In search of inner peace
Cassius Clay, Muhammad Ali
You show your tiger teeth
You can't get clean, you're dirty dirty
Even when I clear my head
I return to the words I read
Tip of the iceberg
Not always true
Someone will make a scapegoat of you
Smile from the whirlpool
Grace mixed with charm
Wearing it all like a coat of arms
In search of inner peace
Cassius Clay, Muhammad Ali
You show your tiger teeth
You can't get clean, you're dirty dirty
In search of inner peace
Cassius Clay, Muhammad Ali
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Jump up
Short cut
Crash land in the Sea of Japan
Long route
Tongue out
As far as the stones roll from your mouth
Left alone to your own devices
Crank it up and boogie
Roll dice
No time
Slant rhyme
Avoiding bottlenecks just to stick to your grind
Pool cue
See through
Playing eight-ball with your friends and hoping she's true
Left alone to your own devices
Crank it up and boogie
Roll dice
The Mighty Grasshopper
The Mighty Grasshopper
You jump so high
You leap so low
Hope I see you at the show
Short stop
Hip hop
Petrified from the inside of a man made cave
Small fry
Don't try
Reflection on the window shows back a vacant stare
Left alone to your own devices
Crank it up and boogie
Roll dice
The Mighty Grasshopper
The Mighty Grasshopper
You jump so high
You leap so low
The Mighty Grasshopper
The Mighty Grasshopper
You jump so high
You leap so low
Hope I see you at the show
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Skeleton
05:46
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The shape in the night
The light in the sky
Welcome to Earth
Don't bite
Their ray guns came out
Their lasers took route
Burned us to a crisp before we could reach the hideout
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
Even if you think that you're too good
You're still part of the neighborhood
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
The crackle and creak
The shake in our teeth
A frozen fucked army of freaks
See under that skin
We're all the same within
No reason to fight
Alien ship says goodbye
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
Even if you think that you're too good
You're still part of the neighborhood
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
Inside of everyone, there is a skeleton
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