[la the darkman]. Uh uh for the niggas in black vigors. Behind the wheel drinkin liquors. Everybody wanna shine. For the niggas rockin tims fuck cars and rims.
(Greg Holland/Jim McBride). . You've got a lot of nerve comin' here tonight. But that's alright come on in. That look tells me that something's hurt you deep.
Amen:. . Amen-there's a ring around the. Moon. I'm going to fly all night down to see. You. . there's a road drifting through the. Mountains. I'm gonna fly down that road.
You turn me on like some midnight show, I'm so damn strung. You burn me out, red line overload, then watch me blow. . Well I've been waiting hypnotized, down on your floor.
He told her that he loved her and she believed he did. But he never found the way to let it show. How many times did she walk that floor for him. These are things that only a woman knows.
Closing your eyes to the truth that surrounds you. Won't make life easy to take. Filling your heart with the hate that inflames you. Just makes it burn out and break.
And it's hard. Hard. . Yeah, yeah, sittin' looking out my window, the streets I see ain't pretty. Sometimes I wonder if I was born rich with plenty. Money, and everyday was sunny didn't no rain fall.
I was foldin' up your letters, unpacking winter clothes. Searchin' for my hat, I thought I'd left it by the door. So I tore around the room like a bird without a head.