t here") Light company will have to come and blow out our candles Now you know I got's to take a Plane to Jamaica I Dream Cast [cash] like Sega We workin
sword I yield the storm rider Clip full of ruffled-tip fast-actin' long fire Four hundred grain cartridge, with steel casin' Those who can't draw the crowd is still tracin' The mic is cast
Well, I know where you live, I know you live alone I'll pay a visit in your darkest hour I've got a treat in store won't be the same no more And I will
out the jams I done kicked em out !!! Let it come on down babe in the midnight hour Let it come on down baby in the midnight hour Let it come on
care) We're all in love (What could they do to us?) We're all in love (You can do what you wanna but) We're all in love Jumping around the stage like teenage girls Casting
floor Look at the breadth of those fingers One more for the chopping board For the chopping board Cast me in this violent light Pull my hands from my eyes Hours
Welcome home nightly visions of heaven I dance to footsteps up and down the alleyway walk to nowhere, hide behind and hour glass talk to you and
night to fall We can't even recall what got this started Now is the time and here is the place 'Cause we lose these hours casting blame When we should
Bad news, bad news to old England came Bad news to fair London Town There's been a rich vessel and she's cast away Cast away, cast away And all of her
Workin the night shift again Got one more hour in me Shouldn't be near these machines, I'm askin' for trouble. Didn't learn my lesson the first time.
(M.Moore/Hem) I?ve seen the shadows casting the spells Sunlight was flashing on somebody else When I could have spent this whole night Watching you I
an unknown hour that no one knew How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice? How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness? Can I cast
wouldve save ur life, But you chose to gamble, Mr.Ramble, Nigga like that get made example, Imma tell you like a Biggie sample, Come show on da dough, Get your cast
call me Cass the hustla, or Cass the governa, Cast the muthafucka that gets cash from customers, Cass be puffin that smoke, call me Cass the muffler,
cab and head downtown And for hours, I hang around the dance hall crowd I feel like a boor But then I turned around and cast my eyes to the door In
Nobody sends me birthday cards Nobody brings me flowers I'm just here for operations I've been out for hours When I come to I'll wet my bed `Cos
above in pure misery I don't care that they've already died That's not enough to make me satisfied So we wait till the stroke of the midnight hour Then
me The way things used to be I love your letters and dried up flowers Ticking clocks that pass the hours Shadows here in the moonlight cast Memories