a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound
was homeward bound Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Tonight I'll sing my songs
a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound
place There's in your silent night, joy of a song's delight 'Cause I'll write a song for you You'll write a song for me We'll write a song of love,
Silent night, night of God's son, Everyone is asleep, the pair together. The most faithful pair, watching with hope A little baby, a mild and gentle child
Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent Niggas strapped with 45?s and ain?t smilin' And I?m drivin' to a place they?re all warrin
Merry Christmas Merry Christmas May your every New Year dream come true Sweet December song The melody that saved me On those less than silent nights
all just words A specter of conjecture I'll take the silent treatment When words get in the way Oh, politician, magician You made your point Another night
Silent night, holy night All is calm and all is bright Round yon virgin Mother and child Holy infant song, tender and mild Sleep in Heavenly peace Sleep
the folks stuck in the day with nothin' to say While I'm way ahead by light years so beware and keep the lights on I wanna write the songs that right
playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist He end my butt up like the Arizona summer song Finished then she whisper ?Honey, let's exchange numbers? Scene three, weeks of datin', late night
Imagine me and you, I do I think about you day and night It's only right Ta think about the girl you love, and hold her tight. So happy together If I
sides So they try and break off, eliminate ties Fools got to get wise, better realize True, enemy lies killin in the highrise office, analyzing the song
don-da-da number one Bang this orangutan, jungle funk, trouble funk Double shot vodka on the rocks star drunk Rock n Roll songs belong to blues singers So peep this song
me 'cuz we boyz It hit me, damn I'm dying, I'm dead he got his wish And all I got was another red Christmas Silent night, Violent fight, now I'm dead
an old grandfather's clock that don't run anymore It's silent now and it's covered up with spider webs That was my grandfather's clock and this song
night For the sweetheart that he never found It was plain from the moment their eyes met They'd wind up in each others arms The lady's young life was laid open that night