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Set the cheetahs on the loose There’s a thief out on the move Underneath our legion’s view They have taken Cleopatra Run run run, come back for my glory Bring her back to me Run run run, the crown of our pharaoh The throne of our queen is empty We’ll run to the future, shining like diamonds In a rocky world, rocky-rocky world Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere As we march to rhythm on the palace floor Chandeliers inside the pyramids, Tremble from the force Cymbals crash inside the pyramids, Voices fill up the halls Set the cheetahs on the loose There’s a thief out on the move Underneath our legion’s view They have taken Cleopatra, Cleopatra The jewel of Africa, jewel What good is a jewel that ain’t still precious? How could you run off on me? How could you run off on us? You feel like God inside that gold I found you laying down with Samson And his full head of hair I found my black queen Cleopatra, Bad dreams, Cleopatra Remove her, send the cheetahs to the tomb Our war is over, our queen has met her doom No more, she lives no more, serpent in her room No more, he has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatra Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds Wake up to a girl, for now Let’s call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra I watch you fix your hair Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra Then your lipstick, Cleopatra Then your, six-inch, heels, catch ya She’s headed to the pyramid She’s working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Pimping in my convos Bubbles in my champagne, Let it be some jazz playing Top floor motel suite twisting my cigars Floor model TV with the VCR Got rubies in my damn chain Whip ain’t got no gas tank But it still got woodgrain Got your girl working for me Hit the strip and my bills paid That keep my bills paid Hit the strip and my bills paid, Keep a nigga bills paid She’s working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid You showed up after work I’m bathing your body Touch you in places only I know You’re wet and you’re warm Just like our bathwater Can we make love before you go The way you say my name makes me feel like I’m that nigga But I’m still unemployed You say it’s big, but you take it, ride cowgirl But your love ain’t free no more, baby But your love ain’t free no more She’s working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight Working at the pyramid Working at the pyramid tonight

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Double D Big full breasts on my baby (Yo we going to Florida) Triple weight Couldn’t weigh the love I’ve got for the girl And I just wanna know Why you ain’t been going to work Boss ain’t working you like this He can’t take care of you like this Now you’re lost Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you’re lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it’s Versace Hand me my triple weight So I can weigh the work I got on you girl (Too weird to live, too rare to die) No I don’t really care I don’t care if the titties show Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught? Lost Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you’re lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost She’s at a stove (huh!) Can’t believe I got her out here cooking dope (cooking dope) I promise she’ll be Whipping Meals up for a family of her own Some day Nothing wrong (nothing wrong) No, nothing wrong (ain’t nothing wrong) With a lie  Nothing wrong With another short plane ride  Through the sky (up in the sky) You and I (just you and I) Lost Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you’re lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost

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Mosh pits and bare chest Stage diving sky diver Spray the crowd with cold water Now it's mosh pits and wet tits I think I need a cold shower Cool waters African girl speaks in English accent Likes to fuck boys in bands Likes to watch Westerns And ride me without the hands Show me her passport She’s on her own tour But you're beautiful to me Wave em high girl to the sky But you’re beautiful to me Live in the clouds Wave em high girl, to the sky But you’re beautiful to me Life in the clouds Keep em high ya’ll Beautiful stars In the sky Monks in the mosh pit Stage diving Dalai Lama Feet covered in cut flowers They mosh for enlightenment Clean chakra, good karma One with the water Indian girl sleeps above the temple Planning a runaway, young at heart You found a boyfriend And now you wanna get away, get away Just a virgin lover on a getaway, get away And at sunset they’re gonna try and get away, Get away Abhaya Mudra I never ask for much But please keep up lover We’ve got no choices left The running’s fast Run run run run You’re beautiful to me Run run run run you’d better run You mean so much to me In my world We made it safely Even with your father’s army trailing us We escaped him Even with his archer’s bows at our backs What a great escape But there's a long way still in fact We’re lost in a jungle underneath these clouds There’s a monsoon that never ends A coke white tiger woke us from our slumber To guide and protect us til the end We’re in the clouds Wave em high now to the sky But you’re beautiful to me Keep em high ya’ll show you right But you’re beautiful to me Beautiful

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All along the Western front People line up to receive She got the power in her hand To shock you like you won't believe Saw her in the Amazon With the voltage running through her skin Standing there with nothing on She gonna teach me how to swim I said, Ooh, girl! Shock me like an electric eel Baby girl Turn me on with your electric feel I said, Ooh, girl! Shock me like an electric eel Baby girl Turn me on with your electric feel All along the Eastern shore Put your circuits in the sea This is what the world is for Making electricity You can feel it in your mind Oh you can do it all the time Plug it in and change the world You are my electric girl I said, Ooh, girl! Shock me like an electric eel Baby girl Turn me on with your electric feel I said, Ooh, girl! Shock me like an electric eel Baby girl Turn me on with your electric feel Do what you feel now! Electric feel now! Do what you feel now! Electric feel now! Do what you feel now! Electric feel now! Do what you feel now! Electric feel now! Do what you feel now!

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Right outside this lazy summer home You ain’t got time to call your soul a critic no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter’s summer home Wondering where the nut-thatch winters Wings a mile long just carried the bird away Wake up to find out That you are the eyes of the world The heart has it’s beaches, It’s homeland and thoughts of it’s own Wake now, discover that you are the song That the morning brings But the heart has it’s seasons, It’s evenings and songs of it’s own There comes a redeemer, And he slowly too fades away And there follows his wagon behind him That’s loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent All burst into bloom, and decay And night comes so quiet, It’s close on the heels of the day Wake up to find out That you are the eyes of the world The heart has it’s beaches, It’s homeland and thoughts of it’s own Wake now, discover that you are the song That the morning brings But the heart has it’s seasons, It’s evenings and songs of it’s own Sometimes we live no particular way But our own And sometimes we visit your country And live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, Sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear Are just songs of our own Wake up to find out That you are the eyes of the world The heart has it’s beaches, It’s homeland and thoughts of it’s own Wake now, discover that you are the song That the morning brings But the heart has it’s seasons, It’s evenings and songs of it’s own

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The markings on your surface Your speckled face Flawed crystals hang from your ears I couldn’t gauge your fears I can’t relate to my peers I’d rather live outside I’d rather chip my pride Than lose my mind out here Maybe I’m a fool Maybe I should move And settle, two kids and a swimming pool I’m not brave (brave) I’m not brave I’m living over city And taking in the homeless sometimes Been living in an idea An idea from another man’s mind Maybe I’m a fool To settle For a place with some nice views Maybe I should move Settle down, Two kids and a swimming pool I’m not brave I’d rather live outside I’d rather live outside I’d rather go to jail I’ve tried hell (It’s a loop) What would you recommend I do? (And the other side of the loop is a loop) This, this fe-, this feel This feel, this feels This feels ironic This feels ironic Ironic, this feels ironic Ironic This is not my life It’s just a fond farewell to a friend It’s just a fond farewell to a friend This is not my life It’s just a fond farewell to a friend It’s not what I’m like It’s just a fond farewell (brave) Speaking of Nirvana, it was there Rare as the feathers on my dash from a phoenix There with my crooked teeth And companion sleeping, yeah Dreaming a thought That could dream about a thought That could think of the dreamer that thought That could think of dreaming And getting a glimmer of God I be dreaming of dreaming a thought That could dream about a thought That could think of dreaming a dream Where I cannot, Where I cannot Less morose and more present Dwell on my life for a second A moment One solar flare we’re consumed So why not Spend this flammable paper On the film that’s my life? High flights, Inhale the vapor, Exhale once and think twice Eat some shrooms, Maybe have a good cry About you See some colors, Light hang glide off the moon (In the dark, in the dark) I’d do anything for you (In the dark) I’d do anything for you (In the dark) I’d do anything for you (In the dark) I’d do anything for you (In the dark) I’d do anything for you, anything for you (In the dark) I’d do anything for you, anything for

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Round the city, round the clock Everybody needs you No, you can’t make everybody equal Although you got buku family You don’t even got nobody Being honest with you Breathe ‘til I evaporated My whole body see through Transportation, handmade (G) And I know it better than most people I don’t trust 'em anyways You can’t break the law with them Get some gushy, have a calm night Shooters killing left and right Working through your worst night If I get my money right You know I won’t need you And I tell you, (biiitch) I hope the sack is full up I’m fuckin’, no I’m fucked up Spend it when I get that I ain’t tryna keep you Can’t keep up a conversation Can’t nobody reach you Why your eyes well up? Did you call me from a séance? You are from my past life Hope you’re doing well bruh I been out here head first Always like the head first Signal coming in and out Hope you’re doing well bruh Everybody needs you Everybody needs you Oooh nani nani This feel like a quaalude No sleep in my body Ain’t no bitch in my body New beginnings ahh New beginnings wake up akh The sun’s going down Time to start your day bruh Can’t keep being late on me Know you need the money if you gon’ survive The every night shit, every day shit Dropping baby off at home before my night shift You know I can’t hear none of that spend the night shit That kumbaya shit Wanna see nirvana, but don’t want to die yet Wanna feel that na na though Could you come by? Fuck with me after my shift Know them boys wanna see me Broke down and shit Bummed out and shit, stressed out and shit That’s every day shit Shut the fuck up I don’t want your conversation Rolling marijuana that’s a cheap vacation My every day shit Every night shit Every day shit Every night shit Night shit, night shit, night shit All my night, been ready for you all my night Been waiting on you all my night I’ll buzz you in Just let me know when you outside All my night You been missing all my night Still got some good nights memorized And the look back’s getting me right Every night fucks every day up Every day patches the night up On God you should match it, it’s that KO No white lighters 'til I fuck my 28th up 1998 my family had that Acura Oh, the Legend Kept at least six discs in the changer Back when Boswell and Percy had it active Couple bishops in the city building mansions All the reverends Preaching self made millionaire status When we could only eat at Shoney’s on occasion After 'trina hit I had to transfer campus Your apartment out in Houston’s where I waited Stayin’ with you when I didn’t have a address Fuckin’ on you when I didn’t own a mattress Working on a way to make it outta Texas Every night Droppin’ baby off at home before my night shift You know I can’t hear none of that spend the night shit That kumbaya shit Want to see nirvana, but don’t want to die yet Wanna feel that na na though Could you come by Fuck with me after my shift Know them boys wanna see me broke down See me bummed out, stressed out That’s just everyday shit Shut the fuck up, I don’t want your conversation Rolling marijuana, that’s a cheap vacation My every day shit, my every day shit My every day shit, my every day shit My every day shit, my every day shit My every day shit, my every night shit

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This is joy, this is summer Keep alive, stay alive Got your vibe on, we're alone Making sweet love, takin' time 'Look how it strikes us! That's a pretty fucking fast year flew by That's a pretty long third gear in this car Glidin' on the five The deer run across, kill the headlights Pretty fucking Underneath moonlight now Pretty fucking Sunrise in sight In comes a morning, hunting us with the beams Solstice ain't as far as it used to be It begins to blur, we get older (Blur!) Summer's not as long as it used to be Everyday counts like crazy (Smoke, haze) Wanna get soaked? Wanna film a tape on the speed boat? We smell of Californication Strike a pose Everything grows in the Congo Everything grows Can you come when I call again? On comes the evening Gold seeking ends Piece in my hands worth twice than a friend And two limbs over shoulder, carried away Because I'm stronger and the Congo is dim (smoke) In comes the morning (smoke) In comes the morning (haze)

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That's the way everyday goes Every time we've no control If the sky is pink and white If the ground is black and yellow It's the same way you showed me Nod my head, don't close my eyes Halfway on a slow move It's the same way you showed me If you could fly then you'd feel south Up north's getting cold soon The way it is, we're on land Still I'm someone to hold true Keep you cool when it's still alive Won't let you down when it's all ruin Just the same way you showed me, showed me You showed me love Glory from above Regard my dear It's all downhill from here In the wake of a hurricane Dark skin of a summer shade Nose dive in the flood lines Tall tower of milk crates It's the same way you showed me Cannonball off the porch side Older kids trying off the roof Just the same way you showed me (you showed) If you could die and come back to life Up for air from the swimming pool You'd kneel down to the dry land Kiss the Earth that birthed you Gave you tools just to stay alive And make it out when the sun is ruined That's the same way you showed me, showed me You showed me love Glory from above Regard me dear It's all downhill from here Remember life Remember how it was Climb trees, Michael Jackson, it all ends here Say what up to Matthew, to Shoob Say what up to Danny Say what up to life immortality Bending up my Nikes Running out the melpomene, nicotine Stealing granny cigs (take it easy) Gimme something sweet Bitch I might like immortality This is life, life immortality

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These bitches want Nikes They looking for a check Tell ‘em it ain’t likely Said she need a ring like Carmelo Must be on that white like Othello All you want is Nikes But the real ones Just like you Just like me I don’t play, I don’t make time But if you need dick I got you And I yam from the line Pour up for A$AP RIP Pimp C RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me Woo, fuckin’ buzzin’, woo! That my little cousin, he got a little trade His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid We out by the pool, some little mermaids Me and them gel Like twigs with them bangs Now that’s a real mermaid You been holding your breath Weighted down Punk madre, punk papa She don’t care for me But she cares for me And that’s good enough We don’t talk much or nothin’ But when we talkin’ about something We have good discussion I met her friends last week Feels like they’re up to something That’s good for us We’ll let you guys prophesy We’ll let you guys prophesy We gon’ see the future first We’ll let you guys prophesy We gon’ see the future first Living so the last night feels like a past life Speaking of the, don’t know what got into people Devil be possessin’ homies Demons try to body jump Why you think I’m in this bitch Wearing a fucking Yarmulke? Acid on me like the rain Weed crumbles into glitter Rain, glitter We laid out on this wet floor Away turf, no Astro Mesmerized how the strobes glow Look at all the people feet dance I know that your nigga came with you But he ain’t with you We only human and it’s humid in these Balmains I mean my balls sticking in my jeans We breathin’ pheremones like a rose Sippin’ pink-gold lemonades Feelin’ I may be younger, but I’ll look after you We’re not in love, but I’ll make love to you When you’re not here, I’ll save some for you I’m not him, but I’ll mean something to you I’ll mean something to you I’ll mean something to you You got a roommate, he’ll hear what we do It’s only awkward, if you’re fucking him too

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bad luck to talk, on these rides. mind on the road your dilated eyes, watch the clouds float; white ferrari. had a good time. (sweet 16, how was i supposed to know anything?) i let you out, at central. i didn’t care, to state the plain. kept my mouth closed, we’re both so, familiar. white ferrari. stick by me close by me you were fine you were fine here. that’s just the slow body; you left when i forgot to speak. so i text the speech, lesser speeds texas speed, yes. basic takes its toll on me eventually, ‘ventually, yes. ah on me, ‘ventually, ‘ventually, yes. i care for you still, and i will; forever. that was my part of the deal, honest; we got so familiar; spending each day of the year. white ferrari. good times. in this life, in this life. one too many years some tattooed eyelids on a facelift mind over matter is magic i do magic; if you think about it it’ll be over in no time and that’s life. i’m sure we’re taller in other dimension you say we’re small and not worth the mention you’re tired of movin’, your body’s achin’ we could vacay, there’s places to go clearly this isn’t all that there is can’t take what’s been given but we’re so okay here, we’re doing fine primal and naked you dream of walls that hold us in prison it’s just a skull, least that’s what they call it and we’re free to roam.

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Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream It is not dying, it is not dying Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void It is shining, it is shining That you may see the meaning of within It is being, it is being That love is all and love is everyone It is knowing, it is knowing That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead It is believing, it is believing But listen to the colour of your dreams It is not living, it is not living Or play the game "Existence" to the end Of the beginning, of the beginning Of the beginning, of the beginning Of the beginning, of the beginning

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The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains And laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes With dark forebodings too I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me ‘til I’m sane You lock the door And throw away the key There’s someone in my head but it’s not me And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you’re in Starts playing different tunes I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon I can’t think of anything to say except Hahahahahahaha! I think it’s marvellous! Hahaha.. All that you touch And all that you see All that you taste All that you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All that you save And all that you give And all that you deal And all that you buy, beg, borrow, or steal And all you create And all you destroy And all that you do And all that you say And all that you eat And everyone you meet All that you slight And everyone you fight And all that is now And all that is gone And all that’s to come And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

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It’s always around me, all this noise But not nearly as loud as the voice saying Let it happen, let it happen (It’s gonna feel so good) Just let it happen, let it happen All this running around Trying to cover my shadow A notion growing inside Now all the others seem shallow All this running around Bearing down on my shoulders I can hear an alarm It must be morning I heard about a whirlwind that’s coming ‘round It’s gonna carry off all that isn’t bound And when it happens, when it happens (I won’t be holding on) So let it happen, let it happen It’s gonna feel so good It’s gonna feel so good It’s always around me, all this noise But not nearly as loud as the voice saying Let it happen, let it happen (It’s gonna feel so good) Just let it happen, let it happen It’s gonna feel so good All this running around I can’t fight it much longer Something’s trying to get out And it’s never been closer If my takeoff fails Make up some other story But if I never come back Tell my mother I’m sorry Baby, now I’m ready, moving on Oh but maybe I was ready all along Oh I’m ready for the moment and the sound Oh but maybe I was ready all along Baby, now I’m ready, moving on Oh but maybe I was ready all along Oh I’m ready for the moment and the sound Oh but maybe I was ready all along

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I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling raw Havin' the time of my life Let’s make some music, make some money Find some models for wives I’ll move to Paris, shoot some heroin And fuck with the stars You man the island and the cocaine And the elegant cars This is our decision: to live fast and die young We’ve got the vision, now let’s have some fun Yeah it’s overwhelming, But what else can we do? Get jobs in offices And wake up for the morning commute? Forget about our mothers and our friends We’re fated to pretend To pretend We’re fated to pretend To pretend I’ll miss the playgrounds and the animals And digging up worms I’ll miss the comfort of my mother And the weight of the world I’ll miss my sister, miss my father, Miss my dog and my home Yeah, I’ll miss the boredom and the freedom And the time spent alone But there is really nothing, nothing we can do Past must be forgotten, Life can always start up new The models will have children, And get a divorce Find some more models, Everything must run its course We’ll choke on our vomit And that will be the end We were fated to pretend To pretend We’re fated to pretend To pretend

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Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond! Now there’s a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond! You were caught on the cross fire Of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on, you target for faraway laughter Come on, you stranger, you legend You martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon You cried for the moon Shine on you crazy diamond! Threatened by shadows at night And exposed in the light Shine on you crazy diamond! Well you wore out your welcome With random precision Rode on the steel breeze Come on you raver, you seer of visions Come on you painter, you piper You prisoner, and shine!

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That’s how it starts We go back to your house You check the charts And start to figure it out And if it’s crowded, all the better Because we know we’re gonna be up late But if you’re worried about the weather Then you picked the wrong place to stay That’s how it starts And so it starts You switch the engine on We set controls for the heart of the sun One of the ways that we show our age And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up If the sun comes up And I still don’t wanna stagger home Then it’s the memory of our betters That are keeping us on our feet You spent the first five years Trying to get with the plan And the next five years Trying to be with your friends again Oh, you’re talking forty-five turns Just as fast as you can Yeah, I know it gets tired, But it’s better when we pretend It comes apart The way it does in bad films Except the part Where the moral kicks in And when we’re running out of the drugs And the conversation’s grinding away I wouldn’t trade one stupid decision For another five years of life You drop the first ten years Just as fast as you can And the next ten people Who are trying to be polite When you’re blowing eighty-five days In the middle of France Yeah, I know it gets tired, Only where are your friends tonight? And to tell the truth Oh, this could be the last time So here we go Like a sales force into the night And if I made a fool, if I made a fool If I made a fool on the road, there’s always this And if I’m sued into submission I can still come home to this And with a face like a dad And a laughable stand You can sleep on the plane Or review what you said When you’re drunk And the kids look impossibly tanned You think over and over, “Hey, I’m finally dead” Oh, if the trip and the plan Come apart in your hand You can turn it on yourself, you ridiculous clown You forgot what you meant When you read what you said And you always knew you were tired, But then where are your friends tonight? Where are your friends tonight? Where are your friends tonight? If I could see all my friends tonight If I could see all my friends tonight If I could see all my friends tonight If I could see all my friends tonight