action The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors Growing up in public, growing up in public Growing up in public, growing up in public
A son who is cursed with a harridan mother Or a weak simpering father at best Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives Of filial love and
books and a puzzle by Escher Here's Shakespeare's "Measure For Measure" Here's a balloon, a rubber band and a bag Why don't you blow them up if you think
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay They both love Chinese food, he hates to
I was a young boy in Brooklyn Going to public school During recess in the concrete playground They lined us up by twos In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed
Smiles, I was taught never to smile I was told the stylish smiles of buffoonery chicanery and larceny abound My mom said unless someone sticks you right
Oh, get up and boogie, oh baby, get up and dance Oh, get, get, get, get up and boogie, baby, oh, get up and dance Shake your booty, mama, oh, get up
Remember your manners will you please take your hat off Your mother is dying listen to her cough We were always standing on the ceremony We were always
Teach the gifted children teach them to have mercy Teach them about sunsets teach them about moonrise Teach them about anger the sin that comes with
have to be real careful where you sit down in a bar these days And then some people drink to unleash their libidos and other people drink to prop up
Walking, he stared raptly at her face on his lips, her smell, her taste Black hair framing her perfect face with her wonderful mind and her incredible
I'll try to make amends I swear I'll give up gambling and playing with the rent I'll give up food and drinking I'll give up a life ill-spent Here's
Love is here, here to stay Love is here, here to stay It gets proven every day Love is here, here to stay They both love Chinese food, he hates to dress
was a young boy in Brooklyn Going to public school During recess in the concrete playground They lined us up by twos In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed
Oh, get up and boogie, oh baby, get up and dance Oh, get, get, get, get up and boogie, baby, oh, get up and dance Shake your booty, mama, oh, get up and
Smiles, I was taught never to smile I was told the stylish smiles of buffoonery And chicanery and larceny abound My mom said, "Unless someone sticks
