love and facts of violence. screaming voices lost to silence, hands stretched up to distant stars. [chorus] painting paradise. painting paradise. painting paradise. painting, painting paradise
Catch a taxi to the fountainhead Blinking neon penny arcade A young Caruso on the fire escape Painted face ladies on parade A newsboy on the corner Singing
to be me (Chorus) First of all the projects is fucked up and it ain?t jus with the drugs we got more problems than the dealers and thugs. They usein lead base paint
it back and said "hey pops, c'mon down we're having a parade, c'mon down we're having a parade, c'mon down we're having a parade, woohoo! hey!!!"
Paradise Lost Could be found? But in the eyes of the Dean his daughter Was doin' what she shouldn'a oughta But a man's got to do What a man's got
that you're worth They came for the black man and then for the Jew They've done with the gypsies all that leaves is you Behind the painted greasepaint
a cheer for all the broken Listen here, because it's only I'm just a man, I'm not a hero Just a boy who wanna sing his song Just a man, I'm not a hero
Take this blood from my veins And paint me a masterpiece of a parade A parade of the dead sun Bang, bang Writing (Writing this letter to you) This letter
my niggas at? (what!) Where my bitches at? (what!) Bartender where the liquor at? [Raekwon] Aiyyo, seven thick ribs nigga, check out my man He got braids
I went through with the plan, now the man sendin' me grams My coke organization still infestin' the land No joke, built my Mama an estate in the Bahamas
completely lost then I guess I am The storms carried me home, over parades The people caught colds, from the pouring rain When you sit on this lawn, you are not in order This painting
there Shinin steel fat man, but I don't care if everybody sit back and stare Everywhere we go they linin up as if we're startin up a parade And everybody
to hang steady (hang hang steady) Love my baby, Little Cheri...whoo. Talk about her, paint a picture, Should I deluge myself with this mystery. Love that girl, she loves her man
mind, I'm in search of the find A style that's designed just for this kind Of a raid, it's a must to get paid Or fade into the wack parade And so you
go inside my covenant Better come in two's, matta fact come a crew to get you back Executives, we wet you wit the hymns that leave you and your man
the whole scene Lookin' so supernatural Fendi shade with the hat to match you know On spinners when she roll on candy paint That's why I love some candy man
Orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke and paid Singin your heart out, oh happy days, I'm movin on up Damn, I wish I had it made, ran on your parade
to a trough anon Chimiracles will hatch like plots to dredge faeces to pearl their cross Enter penteholocaust Five aeons past yet still man grasps At
