walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin "Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner, face
For more news from nowhere More news from nowhere And it's strange in here Yeah, it gets stranger every year More news from nowhere Yeah, more news from nowhere I turn another corner
on earth would this be on their agenda? As he slowly approaches the window "Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and more I was the one bearing
porch) All: My triangle home Clementine: How I miss it to bits every day One corner to eat One corner to sleep And one corner to sit in and play (she
on, one more night With these borderline blues, one more night From a whisper to a shout, before the flame burns out Tomorrow is forever, so, hold on one more
yelling Way back in the corner And I'm forever dreaming Chorus: There's more to a dream, anyway Shadows grow long on our face There's more to a dream
my steering wheel Not just my spare tire (home) But lord I ask you (home) To be my guiding force and truth (home) For some strange reason it had to be
Payne Avenue lives up to its name Some nights it's painful and strange The whole city seemed sane in the day But some nights it seems distressed and deranged
nasty but don't get me wrong I got sense I'ma thank God on this song This song is dedicated to all the homeboys that almost died But for some strange
3, 2, 1 What what what, man turn that down... Gimme five more minutes Five more minutes... What times is it? I'm tired man 11:59 already Wake up in
had That don't mean that some dreams can't come true 'Cause it's funny about dreams As strange as it seems There is always one more time Oh, turning corners
' you'll travel light Leavin' behind your measles, mumps Freckles, bumps, bubblegum an' me I promise not to feel too hurt when you discover That the world is more
raise me You used to call me daddy's ghetto queen And you still mean the world to me No sooner than I say no more I run to you like a corner store I
BX where the attic sniffy chalk outline And the clubs they shout mine, shit's about time Chad and Mighty Ha, key the predicate felon When he make bell he eat more
Roth [Verse 1: Asher Roth] They say they want that hot shhhh, say no more Had to walk around the block, couldn't take no more! Like escaper from the rock, couldn't wait no more
walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin "Could you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner face