in my spare time To keep myself occupied when I'm not bustin' up a rhyme Writin that shit that ya love to hear Cause mc ren is the final frontier (Black
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Part I: "The Great Frontier" I count the days the Great Frontier Forgiving, faced the seventh year I stand in awe of gratefulness I can and call forgetfulness
clear across Wichita headin' north Leavin' civilization And there were highways to get across And places far from here And I was his lonesome prairie And he was my wild frontier
When I'm broke, I take my heart to the vein, But if they hand 'em out, so I can't even speak. 'Cause the man is enough for me, Count something out: one
green We're goin' back to the wild frontier Back to the wild frontier, it's calling Back to the wild frontier We're goin' back, back to the wild frontier
far from the road now But it's getting brighter If you don't believe it Then loose yourself and feel it This is the bright frontier Right now, right here This is the bright frontier
Hey you cuckoo! See you're in the paper late today, accused of something, and your lips are closed to all of those who know she's missing. Talk abounds
You mystify with the things that you say. You're telling me you're leaving, that you're going away to take a trip to find, and leave behind the love.
Hanging by a thread, problems in my head, don't know what I said, living to be dead on the run. Corporation greed, television need, overdose and bleed
Looking for salvation, I'm blind Thought contamination, I'll find Greedy spiders talk to me in my head I think I'm drifting I'm in the big machine My
I know where I'm going, and I've got all my cards showing. I'm like the crow flies, a straight line reaching for the other side I dig the sand they kick
I opened my eyes, barely alive, without you. Feeling no pain, I'm not the same without you. Save me! Save me! Watching you watching me from afar, I'
Heading for the classroom yesterday The kids file through the metal machine It finds what they may hide No it just ain't right... A sign of the times
Where I'm looking everything seems clear. Not a worry as I float up here. Press me to explain? Searching deep down for the answer. I see the world in
Used to be a time we held the world. Wrapped 'round our finger tips Laughing at what others missed. Someday, yesterday The magic we felt went away. Grow
I've been wondering what's eating at your head? The cheap way you handle things, the slander that you spread. Making misery is the way you spend your