| "Prine's Rhyme v3" | |
| we'd run down the avenue window shoppin like most fools wishin we could have that thing, if we lost we wouldn't miss excuse me all to hell but madam mozel watcha say we duck into the stoupe of this bodegas n steal a kiss we'd swim in the daffodils that sprung each spring up on the hills where love, lust and affection run wild wishin on a star holdin out our arms watching the incoming dreams of some lucky child what if love was a lullaby n hope were tears in our eyes? what if enough was somethin that could be had n yesteryear wasn't nothin we didn't miss? will we still be runnin round full of dreams that slow us down makin reality that much harder to grip? could we foot the bill for a window sill that only kissed the sun's light n the moon's lips? what if love was a lullaby n hope were tears in our eyes? what if enough was somethin that could be had n yesteryear wasn't nothin we didn't miss? yesteryear wasn't nothin we were born again losers desparately wanting to fit in Avenue bruiser tragically trying to be hip we were torn between two generations one on the left the other the right that somehow divided this nation that used to be yours n mine remember prine's rhyme if pretty is as pretty does tell me what do pretty do? 'cept sit around on her ass n' i say this because pretty done nothin for you 1998 RC Andrews | |