翻訳: ラバンダデジャック. ネオンライト.
on the road like Jack, Jack Kerouac Like Jack, Jack Kerouac Like Jack, Jack Kerouac Like Jack, Jack Kerouac Jack, Jack Kerouac Jack, Jack Kerouac Jack, Jack Kerouac Jack, Jack
Black Jack David is the name that I bear Been alone in the forests a long time But the time is coming when a lady I'll find I will love her and hold her
velvet But she's forsaken her fine fine home And Black Jack David is Singing through the green green trees Last night she slept on a fine feather bed Far far from Black jack
Ribbon of darkness over me Since my true love walked out the door Tears I never had before Ribbon of darkness over me Clouds are gathering over my head
On the telephone all morning it's been a while since I talked to you your voice's transferred sweet I wish forever I could talk to you of course
road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more What you say? Hit the road Jack
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains It's the suckers depriving the truth from our children You can't hide the fact, Jack There's violence in
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack hustler Ne-Ne-New Jack hustler New Jack, New Jack, New Jack hustler Ne-Ne-New Jack hustler New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
its war states bein breeded through the streets of V.A. Close your eyes mom your legacy will never fade away Drift away.. [Chorus] {{Myalansky}} Eh yo son your Jack
I clubbin' them Bop when I'm cuttin them n-ggas dying, I aint cryin' I don't even f-ck with them card game shuffle, hundred grand in the duffle black jack
Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band Just like New York City, just like Jericho Pace the halls
to your woods Go back go back go back to your woods Carry a torch and an old stiletto The sound of thunder all over the ghetto One-eyed jacks and king
Sweet Goddess, born of a blinding light and a changing wind, Now, don't be modest, you know who you are and where you've been. Jack the Cowboy went up
I die Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack
click, just pulled a lick Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit [Slimm Calhoun] Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands
that game you're playin' Two can play that game Two can play that game Two can play that game Two can play that game Everybody wants to be a new jack
juice (6x) Throwin money out the roof Yo girl, I fucked that The benz, I swerved that The police wanna hire me, but they gettin on my nerves jack,
