Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream, waits at the window Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by
have you dead than crazy All day long, I felt like smashing my head In a clear glass window But instead, I went out And smashed up the church around
on What's there to care about? People know my whereabouts Anywhere I want, private jet in and out Whip brand new, you know what Tim about Ferrari 5-99 Windows
your's a fat kitten pussy All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block Dope control, got ghetto corners choking slow Grand mama go to church
was holly on the ivy in the apparition mountains The warmest bed I found was ten below Courted lady Greensleeves, she threw me out the window I landed
But will I hold you again? Will I hold? Look at us spinning out in the madness of a roller coaster You know you went off like the Devil in a church
people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window
some beat it up The game dun' changed Out- Kast came to heat it up Sharp as a tack like I just left church (clean) Smart than a tack when the windows
sixteen I was runnin' with the gang and we were wild He keeps lookin' but he don't recognize me Some guy from Lexington or Park Red beans and rice from kitchen windows
wish I wish, I wish, I wish Voices in my head been tellin' me to come to church Say, the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt Dreamin' of windows
I was raised off of old Route 3 Out past where the blacktop ends We'd walk to church on Sunday mornin' Race barefoot back to the Johnson's fence That
The sky creatures dance in a parking lot wind That blows from a Tundra where the jungle begins If there's hope in a roadblock, guns in a church The
it's woe did sing Whipping the wavelets cold Pitiless was their hooting then From myndd du across the glen When gleaming glaslyn glided Through dusk, like sword to sheath When distant mansion's windows
it's woe did sing Whipping the wavelets cold Pitiless was their hooting then From Myndd du across the glen When gleaming Glaslyn glided Through dusk, like sword to sheath When distant mansion's windows
I haven't been to church since i dont remember when Things were goin' great until they fell apart again so i listened to the preacher as he told
Traffic crawls, cell phone calls Top video screams at me through my tinted windows I see A little girl, rust red minivan She's got chocolate on her face
I am for the bees You know what this sounds like When he countin' out the sound bytes But she ain't gonna fire Name ringin' through like the town like Church
window with an ocean view You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod Winding roads that seem to beckon you Miles of green beneath the skies of blue Church