What are you becoming? What have you become? Once you sang your own song Now you're dancing to the same drum What have you become? And what is that you
from the start to the end I know you will, good friend Turn the volume out the standard space Let me show you what I love Listen to all the parts together This song
becomes an answer Happiness becomes a cataract. A sip turns into a six-pack And Earth turns into Mars as my album becomes a standard A hero becomes a
gets better with age. This disc of classic old standards & "torch songs" proves both these things, as he joins others who have shown that these songs
Comrades, the voices of the dead battalions Of those who fell, that Europe might be great Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us And
chase car collision I?m thinkin to my self ?What is his mission? To slide into my world: precise precision Centered around me was a goody good song Move
GREAT SPECKLED BIRD (Roy Carter - Guy Smith) « © '36 Songs Of Universal, BMI » What a beautiful thought I am thinking concerning the great
issues that's hard to let go Still got some bitter situations with a few folks Still got a temper that I work hard to control I gotta remember your standard
blouse, I don't play young nigga Remember me from back in the day young nigga One more thing, fuck what you done heard 'bout Atlanta We finna break the standards
aside, if they get their way We'll sing their song But All I am Is all you're not All I want Is all you got If you're gonna use the standard by which
his kisses sends a shiver up your spine You don't need a watch to tell you, you're on lonesome standard time When you hear the little sad songs, do
future like a centurion All my affiliates, let's stack another mill-ion While you learn on how the words go to my motherfucking song Watch me puts it
and I abide as my song goes unsung Well you decide and I abide as my song goes unsung Yeah yeah, as my song goes unsung, yeah yeah As my song goes unsung
for paladians. some people say that just because he was born in '72 and likes to listen to ozzy osbourne that he doesn't belong to the circling standard
Yours, (Okay). Verse 2: I know I said this once before, You know sometimes I change, but You remain the same. Used to sing a song because there was a song
of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson. I once heard a noise, In the night the most sentuaint voice, the song of love from an
pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson. What's that noise, In the night the most sentuent voice, the song of love from an
a girl that fine. She's out of My League, I must be out of my mind. But, like I always say There's nothing wrong with having standards Set so high.