Colville] And your footsteps leading down the pathway never seem to be quite like my own Your mind is smokey circles it blinded me till I turned towards home
which way home I don't know which way I should go Chasing the shadows of a promise that'll never come Oh no, and I don't know which way home Minnie you
catch him until he's got his hands In the white world's cookie jar, they'll never catch him Great men have lived in subways Women have sculpted homes
may not come at all ('Cause tomorrow may not come at all) Life ain't long, it's more like a snapshot You can have the top, I live for the hop Never
a big bloom on a short vine Looking for a better way of life Somewhere that I can call home Spent my time at a peach stand Sun beatin' like a stinging
medicine, no longer disguised with a spoonful of sugar The state, its Tory psycopaths and labour apologists are coming clean The bullies and the cowards
road, road Know that when I go it's the end of the road It's the end of the road And I'm never coming home See, I'm never coming home
, if I could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home
I could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home
th prince> Congratulations you coming home next month Humble as a monk We celebrate with crystal and skunk The family's large It's hard being god Still take charge come home
Can't stand, beaten down by a broken old man Broken men fill a city full of sadness Broken rooms fill a body full of badness I need a need other than the sting
? Now that I, I'm halfway home Man, never felt so lonely I long for you to hold me Now I'm home Home is where I wanna be Now I'm home Home is where
s too potent I kick one verse, the whole cypher stood frozen Now them niggaz wanna parlay with me, general I'm smooth like them niggaz that, don't blow trial I come on home
but when it's over he won't take back what is left i can see how the speed, and the sting, and the wings on the plane home make you nervous oh, mr.
the water together Then a passer by told us That it used to be a local custom To jump off the viaduct into the river When coming home from the pub on
so sore I just couldn't think anymore Of you once you were gone And it's been so long I've been carrying on And if u ever come home in the night Darling
never see bad men Gun lay down please And they are wiser Let me tell you boy you never come back home But to kill don't tell them, he got no tell ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?