had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got issues...again, same song armed with the mega
Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in Got us bustin' off these pistols My niggas got issues, again, same song Armed with
his hand The blues that he'll compose will thrill you From your head to your toes He called his song, black rhythm 'Cause his black hands did it 'neath the moon
the city goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a bad blind nigger at the piano Puts a sinister
be a beautiful place Where we would weave such wonderful dreams. My world would wear a smile on its face, like the man and the moon has, when the moon beams. (piano
dyin' again I'm tryin' again to make moves, I'll be damned if we go hungry Ever since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me This song you
Dinner call in the late afternoon The sun step down for the moon Story books, nightlights And I still remember songs Piano sing-alongs And the colored
don't wanna hear it He says, "Let's go" but I'm late I gotta rock a show, I'm gone Play me a so long song, Mr. Piano Man Eyes gleam bright like gems
tune and the rhythm so strong Boom b' boom goes the big bass drum Piano man's going to take his turn Look out, baby, the singer's going to sing his songs
their spree And the children that died there was seventy-three The piano played a slow funeral tune, And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon
You've heard songs about the bright lights of the city And songs about the heroes of our land But there's one guy around who never lets us down The every
moon goes bright The darker they make my night Unplayed pianos are often by a window In a room where nobody loved goes She sits alone with her silent song Somebody bring her home Unplayed piano
midnight, my talk, my song I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong The stars are not wanted now, put out every one; Pack up the moon and
I started listening to the wolves in the timber Wolves in the timber at night I heard their songs when I looked in the mirror In the howls and the moons
Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got issues...again, same song armed with
man will go where the shadows have all the room I was ridin' free on that old SP humming a southern tune When a man came along made me hush my song kicked
had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in Got us bustin' off these pistols My niggas got issues, again, same song Armed with the mega
at their spree And the children that died there were seventy three The piano played a slow funeral tune And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon