his heat And his heart will never be the same He got lighter than air But he'll only come down in the rain Strung out and hung out to dry Laughin' under
nigga biohazard! *chorus* Yo!!! gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard! (what the evil nastee access? ) mad shit to burn the acids! (so ashes to ashes
street where it stops i dont know halucinations feeding desecrations never bargained for a ride like this lying disgrace has locked me up my fate down and out
save what we haven't lost inside I wanna know where this is going All these paper walls we build get in the way x2 And all the ashes that have spilled
solitude another kind of strong I miss you another strung along missing in action another page is blackend burned turned to ashes to ashes dust off
you shut yourself away Oooooh, yeah You're strung out, baby Yes you are Strung out, yeah Flowers on the grave I'm calling your name Ashes in the rain
from the teeth of those beasts that had come To tear out her spells In red lettered cells Wherein even the crown prince of Hell Come out of his arrogant
his heat And his heart never will be the same He got lighter than air But he'll only come down in the rain Strung out and hung out to dry Laughin' under
chorus] Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard! (What the Evil Nastee Access?) Mad shit to burn the acids! (So ashes to ashes) raps with
I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing CHORUS Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's 4 a junkie Strung out
I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night Maybe you just didn't read me right The lights went out
got no money and I ain't got no hair And I'd quit but the planet it's glowing Ashes to ashes, fun to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in
ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing CHORUS Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's 4 a junkie Strung out in