Texty:
Dust And Roses

'all don't smoke the sour diesel like us You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us And repeat

through our minds Shaken to the core, forsaken and unkind Well, the sun came a shinin and the dust did settle down Birds and jack-rabbits lay dead on

rose petals go into my room Storm in and slowly, around I go thinking of you And how sweet life will be when you are finally mine I'll wake and live

and rust And the love you've given's turned ashes and dust When the hope you've gathered's drifted to the wind It's you and I now, friend (you and I

up on sugar mountain, cross the sweet blue seas I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery I got run out'a luck and give myself up for dead And

She?s wearing an orange jumpsuit And holding a picket sign She?s ashamed of her birthplace But retreat is not an option Women and children, frontline

know it's worth more than Diamonds and gold, now don't be bogus and deny that Emotions hoe To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back Let me

drifting away, And know I do is keep dreaming of you, And know, I'm down by the ocean, And I see your face in every tide, I keep hoping and hoping,

garden with conning the rage biding your time through dark and empty days trade in your cannons your tenants and rules for pandemonium high capital ruse ashes to ashes dust to dust