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When he was 20 he started a riot
He had so much charisma he couldn t keep quiet
And the girls all know but they re not telling
My best friend s sister she s always rebelling
And you know you really should go
Cause if you stay, you ll find another way
And I know that you know too much
Much too much
Just a little too much
That s much too much

I ll tell you my tale, listen if you can
It s just the story of a very lonely man
And everything I ever tried to sneak past you
You caught me out darling, well done for you

Cause now you know you really should go
Cause if you stay, you ll find another way
And I know that you know too much
Much too much
Just a little too much
That s much too much

I ll tell you my tale, it s getting near the end
Once we were lovers, but now we re just friends
And every little lie I tried to sneak past you
You caught me out darling, well done for you

Cause now you know you really should go
Cause if you stay, you ll find another way

I knew a girl named Nikki, I guess you could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine
She said, ?How d you like to waste some time?
And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki...

Snow is white ice is grey
On the broken with fissures soil
Like a patchwork quilt lies on it
City rounded by road s coil
And above there re running clouds
Which are hiding the light of sky
And above there s yellow smoke...

Little Jeanie cried
She believed in all his lies
So much for being good

Johnny did not rest
He did what he thought was best
He did the best he could

Don t try to see the world in different ways
Those moments and all those days
Don t let them fade away

On broken wings
I guess that s...

(feat. Rev William Burk, Crisis, Thea van Seijen, Tamika Layton)

[Intro: RZA w/ Tamika Layton moaning]
Ahh... love is love... yeah...
Digi, Digi, bong, bong, banging you long
Whop, pop, who pop, then bang bang boom
Shabobalee, shabizzy..

[Chorus 2X: Thea]
Good night, here s your kiss
Sleep well and make a wish
Don t be scared, I won...

askółka czarny sztylet, wydarty z piersi wiatru
Nagła smutku kotwica, z niewidzialnego jachtu
Katedra ją złowiła w sklepienia sieć wysoką
Jak śmierć kamienna bryła
Jak wyrok na prostokąt.
Jaskółka błyskawica w kościele obumarłym
Tnie jak czarne nożyce lęk który ją ogarnia

Jaskółka siostra burzy, szalona fruwająca
Ponad głowami ludzi w których się troska błąka
Jaskółka znak podniebny jak symbol...