Some cheerful lyrics to start your Friday off:


I threw a rock in the lake and it sank to the bottom
The waves spread out but the rock got forgotten
The ripples came back just as we feared
Looking for the rock but the hole disappeared
It's somewhere in the middle some ways down
The last guy that went looking almost certainly drowned

He ran out of time
He can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Yes I **** in the water and burn down the trees
I watch as the creatures fall to their knees
They ain't got a clue as disaster looms
They're too busy choking on toxic fumes
They got no hope and there's no point running
No matter what they do I keep on coming

They ran out of time
They can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Well hallelujah and holy mackerel
All we got left is a thief and a jackal
The writing is big and it's there on the wall
Oh how the mighty empires fall
There's nothing to fix it's much too late
Sit down and prepare to meet your fate

You have ran out of time
Kiss tomorrow goodbye

 

Nice!!

 

I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll
I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool
Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it . .

 

Never retire or put my mike on the shelf
The baddest rapper in the history of rap itself
Not bitter or mad just provin' I'm bad
You want a hit give me a hour plus a pen and a pad . .

 

Two of the greatest songs ever written. If you want to get a


woman into bed, this is where you need to go. Simple picking, simple lyrics, powerful message. It just doesn't get much better.




And this one, my God!!!! How could you get any better?

 

It's been a while since I put on a suit of my own clothes
And even longer since I cast my shadow on a church house door
They say every sin is deadly but I believe they may be wrong
I'm guilty of all seven and I don't feel too bad at all . .

 

The engines have stopped now. We all know we are going down. Last call for alcohol.
Sure wish I could have another round.

And I'm scared sh/!less of what's coming next.
Scared ****less, these angels I see in the trees are waiting for me.
Waiting for me.

 

Bob goes to church every Sunday, Every Sunday that the fish ain't biting
Bob never has to have dinner with the preacher,
Cause Bob never bothered getting married
He likes to drink a beer or two every now and again,
He always had more dogs than he ever had friends
Bob ain't light in the loafers, he might kneel but he never bends over . .

 

Talking tough is easy when it's other people's evil
And you're judging what they do or don't believe
It seems to me you'd have to have a hole you're own
To point a finger at somebody else's sheet . .

 

If the part about being who he was didn't help Tom get loose,
What's a guy without a T. gonna get? Totally screwed,
While chicken wing puke eats the candy apple red off his Corvette
Three dimes down and 25 cents shy of a slice of the Doublemint twins
Come back baby, Rock and Roll never forgets . . .

 

Perspective . .

 

I came to tell my story to all these young and eager minds
To look in their unspoiled faces and their curious bright eyes
Stories of corruption, crime and killing, yes it's true
Greed and fixed elections, guns and drugs and ****** and booze . . .

 

Her breathe was sweet, her eyes were pretty
She said her zodiac sign was cancer
She was on her way to New York City
Trying to get a job there as a dancer
Then she asked if she could ride home with me
Now I'm still thinking on the answer
She pulled on love... She don't take pity
She'll break your heart if you give her the chance to
If Grandma's got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
Johnny Law got her on the run . . . .

 

I thought that I'd hit bottom but I ain't there yet
'Cause you'd be surprised at how low a man can get
I watched all them dreams slip through my hands
But now I'm getting outta here while I still can

Well I been rained on, rode hard and put up wet
Danced with the devil till I'm in debt
Took all I got and there ain't much left of me . . .

 

Think about
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me larger voices callin'
What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten . .

 

Yeah, now let me welcome you to my small town
Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall
Country folks all around
How I was raised, 808 drums quake and they shake that Box ‘88
And the dope boys’ hotter than Hell’s gate, but I,
Still in the shade, with a fold out chair and a 30 pack on the back of that tailgate
A-L-A–B-A-M-A, . .

 

Drinking again Jason?

 

I just wanna say this is my way
Of telling you everything I could never say before
Yeah, this is my way
Of telling you that every day I'm loving you so much more . .

 

With a boulder on my shoulder,
feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin',
sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground . .

 

Once his Honor grows a conscience, well folks, that there just ain't no good . .