me I can't sleep, I can't breathe I ain't eat in days Stomach pains from arguin' Didn't you cheat on me? That's how the problems started And as far
's a million rappers like you Far from clumsy but I drop lines and spill bars Smoke more trees and be around more black chicks than Bill Maher Peel a card
bar And he yelled out "drinks on the house" Now nobody could place where this dude was from But we knew that he was far from home But we drank to his
never given a life on a damn platter, So he jumps a train with knife and bandanna, Boys at his back, sleazy, hardened and far, From giving a fuck, an
Number One, rollin' down to Pescadero for some homemade pie. Back when makin' music mattered more than packaged rock-and-roll, back before that far-away
much power? What perversion has taken place that we are governed by fools? * We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs. They'
the front of the line for the card-carrying, highbrowed. With both eyes fastened tight, yet unscarred from the fight. Running at full tilt, my sword pulled from
We hold the cards that make us believe Within each of us lies hope In the cold there is a key When we get closer We get so far away We sit in the same
new deck of cards (with girls on the back) and I sat down and wrote a letter to my wife and I said Baby, I'm so far away from home and I miss my Baby
would be mighty hard to beat As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude
, if u got that will laugh now cry later if you pop that pill seen far from a moment but its not that real coz your life is ice cold an you got that
autumn, she remembers well the day The day the fever got him, and took him far away Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was true Far away
<chorus> When I came to you there on that cold Telephone pole horror of the night And you came out to meet me And then tell me things and sit down
a merger before it gets cold They've closed down the whole seventh floor The young guns are ready for war But I'm holding on Long ago and far away I
Cover your eyes everyone is all the same Cover your eyes in the pouring rain Cover your eyes everyone is all the same Far away Far away Far away
bark of the dogs kept up the warning Inside the wood. Sweating and swearing I crawled from the manger The highway appeared to take me from danger Is there
