Shunning the needs of common man And all of those it was meant to help A dollar to a prison A dime to a man in need A priority misunderstood, As
search of this one thing that is the best, It's been a while since I knew and had a best friend, Could this finally be the end of a lonely man? Anxiety's the common
Ooh, there are the nights, when things just work out right No one could be as close as you and me Then it all breaks down and we can't find that common
do the work of Satan Now you're looking at 20 years and you're looking good" Passed out in the pub like a common asshole 20 dollar bill sticking out
OK That's any good! Does the dew light on the heather Is your gym class really keen Do the Chelsea girls in homeroom Say you look like Martin Sheen Does the common
Walled their cities as hight as they could Kept them apart from themselves Fought for ages and raged on the plains with reasons misunderstood but to the common
You had a go, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty Verse Two: I made the change from a common thief To up close
On the run, under the gun. Wanted dead or alive for the things I've done. Misunderstood for the common good. But bullets don't reason when they call you
go, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty Verse Two: I made the change from a common thief To up close and
can use my hands for praying I'm not sure what I believe But we've got a lot of paying to do Working in this tired row Only thing we've got in common
out of control to doctor basics Bladed secada wings offer awkward facelift Leak laser to fade shit [El-P] I splash commoner fragments, rattle crews,
a go, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty [Verse Two] I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal
replace it with something uglier than The product of Sha-nae-nae and Patrick Ewing havin' a baby (Damn Travis you crazy) Nah just a little misunderstood
we force a common mind? We're weaned on empathy To satisfy our doubt While attempts at unity Have scattered us about Should we invent a "common bond"? Through means misunderstood
I just stopped and wondered why Well it's a cold and strange sad situation Off the shore tossed by by the waves My every other word misunderstood why
Ooh, there are the nights, when things just work out right No one could be as close as you and me Then it all breaks down, and we can't find that common
Well we artistic types are so misunderstood everyone's a critic, they don't know when something's good Just let us have our space and freedom to create