in pale moonlight Snakes in the grass but the scales don't move right Fight when you need to bite when you have to Run no never stand ground then we smash (Chorus) Prevail: Virtuoso piano
he got popped Big jars of hay, Cheech and Chong bong in the spot Tropicana strawberries, diced bananas the long dookie fifth Next to the Town House crackers
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house
] Sadly, tragedy happen Lost in captivity, imagine me happily clappin Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno Crack my fingers on pianos
down to New Orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All through the week it's quiet as a mouse And on Saturday night they go from house to house
[Young Chris talking] Where that pian sat at (uh) Young Gannas (chea) What up niggas; Niggas got till January to get they shit together; You hear that
Here I sit A vampire at my piano The flames burn glaringly higher And the eyes that stare through the darkness Though they have no form There's
The liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out So many ways out the hood but no signs say out Mental slave house where gats go off, I show off
arrow oh they mad cause i Shyne like Jamal Barrow and they say im so proud but im like i know i do this thing nobly like Manu ten I know, grand like piano
[Chorus] One day I'ma be so rich that I can buy my moms a house have a livin' room with a big TV and I'ma still sleep on the couch I'ma have 'em like
, you caused me so much (Pain and sorrow) Well, listen Havin' nobody, mama (Is so much harder) You better know it, yeah Friends stopped by my house (
the music down Before the words down What music? The song There is no song No, really Really what? There is no song I'm just, playing and plinking on the piano
Words & music: don henley ** chantal would occasionally play a piano version of this song (a top 5 hit for don henley in 1984) during her early performances
And I wish him luck I hope he gets it right As he lives my live He's got a house all to himself That overlooks a park He's got a piano all to himself
I'd like to go to India Live in a big white house in the forest Drink gin and tonic and play a grand piano Read a few books Far from what saddens my heart
on piano 'til I smash the keys Living alone with the melodies Everything's gone and I don't know where And the rule of thumb don't apply anymore 'Cause the house
This is my house, roll out the red carpet Doghead in the window Never was a little girl Have wine, I can't drink yet Day pianos I can't afford Yeah, yeah
a warning As a warning A warning As a warning I'd given my nurse the weekend off My meals were ill prepared My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb And my piano