But none of their apathetic hearts Bothers to heed the cry But then he came with a stone in one hand and an American flag in the other He walked with
Well its Sunday afternoon, and Monday is comin up too soon, and I try to get close to you But it feels kinda wrong, so Im movin on Oh, I got perennial
If youre foolin Only foolin All I ask is why? And if youre playin Girl, all Im sayin is Feelings sure cant lie But if youre lying Oh, baby keep on lying
London Bridge is falling down But you, my girl, are nowhere to be found The sky is clear, the air is crisp But something is amiss Am I really alone again
Yes, we are living in a multi-colorful world, But I believe there are some colors that you still havent seen So Im gonna take you on this afternoon excursion
Thats what the hanger in the corridors for Chorus Well I dont know What you got against me If you dont like it you can always turn the other way I
Well theres something about September That makes me feel so new inside And Im thinking by mid-November Ill be ready for our hearts to collide Well,
Tell me what would you do if I Left on this train tomorrow Would you chase that train down To the end of the platform? And would you leave your love
enter the spectrum your career's never no more Enter the rectum And at twilight we'll skip stones and laugh about your poems But a blood-red book when the others
'em hoes and tramps and sluts But if the shoe fit, lace it up Niggas ain't good for shit but eatin barbecue And holdin other niggas back, that's all
