While we're on the subject Could we change the subject now? I was knocking on your ear's door but you were always out Looking towards the future We were begging for the past Well we knew we had the good things But those never seemed to last Oh please just lastEveryone's unhappy Everyone's ashamed Well we all just got caught looking At somebody else's page Well nothing ever went Quite exactly as we planned Our ideas held no water But we used them like a damnOh, and we carried it all so well As if we got a new position Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell Saying yes, this is a fine promotion Oh, and I laugh all the way to hellOf course everyone goes crazy Over such and such and such We made ourselves a pillar We just used it as a crutch We were suddenly uncertain At least I'm pretty sure I am Well we didn't need the water But we just built that go god damnOh, and I know this of myself I assume as much for other people Oh, and I know this of myself We've listened more to life's end gong Than the sound of life's sweet bellsWas it ever worth it? Was there all that much to gain? Well we knew we missed the boat And we'd already missed the plane We didn't read the invite We just dance at our wake All our favorites were playing So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shakeTiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boatOh, and we carried it all so well As if we got a new position Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves But not the skills to make a shelf with Oh, what useless tools ourselves
Yeah, what about that, sucker?Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines That fill your mind Thoughts, battles fought And lessons taught Yes I'll display the fitness And flip like a gymnast Raise my fist and resist Asleep, though we stand in the midst Of a war Gotta get mine Gotta get more Keepin' the mic warm against the norm 'Cause what does it offer me? I think often it's nothin' but a coffin Gotta get wreck Till our necks never swing on a rope From here to the cape of no hope
RYAN
From an Irish surname which was derived from Ó Riain meaning "descendent of Rian". The given name Rian probably means "little king" (from Irish rà "king" combined with a diminutive suffix).
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It's so dark and lonely out here in outer space, but at least I got my keyboard and my low bot has his bass.Playing street sweeper tunes and watching tye fighters fly by. Things would be better if I was back at home with pepper burning pakalolo not even noticing the weather so far and so alone a million light years away. Storm trooper storm trooper back up from my door I got my blaster set I'm ready to start a minor war. This won't be the day you were hoping for so just walk away walk away. Better run now cause your done now cause your standing in a bad mans town, boy. Time to get back to my daily routine have a beer at a bar on tattooine.
And everybody grieves But still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts Don't get caught up in tha mix Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can Judge me....
Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to concealHow does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone