Tarzan wasn't a ladies' man He'd just come along scoop 'em up under his arm Like that, quick as a cat in the jungle But Clark Kent, now there was a real
Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Feathers on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes me, makes me lighter Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire
If it wasn't for your golden hair Would not be belonely If it wasn't for your golden hair Would not be alone If it wasn't for your piercing stare Would
I love you, papa I love you, mama I love you, papa I love you, mama I love you papa I love you mama I love you, papa I love you, mama
Summer sky and a throat bone dry And the fields are all gold Dusty lane with a song in my brain And it stoned me to my soul I climb higher move towards
Mira lo que se avecina A la vuelta de la esquina Viene Diego rumbeando Con la luna en las pupilas Y su traje agua marina Va despues de contrabando Y
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
I've been so many places in my life and time I've sung a lot of songs, I've made some bad rhymes I've acted out my life in stages With ten thousand people
This is.. This is.. You know what it is... You know what it is... The Block The Block D. DUB D. DUB You got something I like, so quit playin' Got me
How many people out there like Donny Hathaway? Let me see your hands up you know what I'm sayin' City high's about to reminisce drop the beat y'all I'
You want me, I'll be there Just call me on my phone it takes me away When you need me I'll be there Just whisper and I'll grab your voice when I'll be
See my body, it's nothing to get hung about I'm nobody except genetic runaround Spiritual era's gone, it ain't comin' back Bad religion, a cabal, that
If I want some beer I don't want to hear about how I missed the show Because I drink to slow so pass me the beer bong it won't take very long For me to
Grey like new day leaks through the window And some old song comes on the alarm clock radio We walk the forty blocks to the middle Of the place we heard
Cain slew Abel, Seth knew not why For if the children of Israel suppose to multiply Why must any of the children die? So he asked the Lord and the Lord