Here I am, in the? middle of an open hand, my feet are rooted and I upright stand, what's my plan, I feel the fingers closing in, I got enlightened by the chosen man, a little frightened by my foes and fans, I'm still recitin' doin' shows with bands, hold my can, knowing that I'll float again... Well, it's time to face the law, you shouldn't have done it, now I break it down to war, no time to run around, lurk into the hall, I'm gonna hunt'em down whether spring or fall!
Even in summersound all because of y'all, my knees are numb and now if you see what I saw, then you will wonder how he decides to call, and put me under while he was walking tall, I run a? sign. Glistening since he replaces my heart, glistening from anahsitomy crum chop chop got a plum tree top clubhouse for one, I elect protect select none,
(hey!) What's the matter, you?
(hey!) Why you look so sad?
(hey!) this a not so bad
(hey!) aaah, shut up your face!
(hey!)
Writer(s): Mabon Hodges, Al L. Green
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