try to make you relive it. But you were faster than me. You were better than me. I was too careful and weak. It had to be you. Take me home. In my
Europe and everywhere else. Produced by Steve Schram, and recorded at Sing Sing Studios in the bands home town of Melbourne, this is an album which shows
friend says, "You know who's really tough? "Rocky," (hit me home) "the boxer." Man, I said, "Yeah I know him. What about him?" He said, "He's really tough." "No way, man
Yeah, the tide's goin' down nigga All we need is a a stage, Gotti Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon It's on and poppin' baby The Last Temptation! He's back
boys Donegal Danny's been here Then in a voice that was hushed and low He said: Listen I'll tell you a tale How a man of the sea became a man of the
whole ailment get proper I'm the, medicine man, representin my clan Mixin the potion with verse fire and simmer, my man And stay shoutin out the home
whats out ah, that nigga dont know nothin 'bout us soldiers what, what [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X Test that nigga, rush that nigga get that nigga, man
titties hang I'm a grown man I just let my nuts swang bust another tooth ahh thats another hockey puck slang how you get ice in alabama man cause I'm
the water low run the tide Janey held her son down at the riverside Waist deep in the water how bright the sun shone She lifted him in her arms and carried him home
it Stand by baby, where you at? Raise ya hand high You don't suck what that's a damn lie, got red rye My man ride, my fam tide, so I need a real chick
(Joy to the world, the Lord is come) Here was a man, a man Who was born in a small village The son of a peasant woman He grew up in another small village
Do not ring the bell, there is nobody home The spirits around will haunt you, do not ring the bell There is nobody home Apartment 223, I'm very hungry
it Stand by baby, where you at? Raise ya hand high You don't suck what that's a damn lie, got red rye My man ride, my fame tide, so I need a real chick
no wings to fly I'll just get some blue-eyed boatman For to row me o'er the tide I'll go back to East Virginia North Carolina ain't my home I'll go
you noticed the look, have you felt the feel? Did it make you blush when the piggy squealed? Have you heard what they say, did you read the news? Said, the old man's coming home