Stories One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever Four
Paul simon (full version on yesterdays, the new age of atlantic, or kta) (edited single version is available on the yesyears album) Let us be lovers
[Intro] We're live in five, four, three, two, ONE! [Big Tigger] Welcome everybody, you are "Live in the Den" With Big Tigger hangin out today with one
Now if I ask for four Is it possible I can get four? If I can get four I got to open the door and leave I can get four, gimme four Uh, good God Don't
us some sun and we'll play you this tune because sitting in our room lying down with a scoob and the sunshine through our window It's days like these that make us
, to the G-man Contemplate D-plan, make everything swing None of the Circle will sing a song sweet to the po-po It's a vision in four or four straight
, one small point of pride There ain't a place a man can hide, Shannon will keep him from the sun Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the
by sundown Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state Had motor trouble it turned into a struggle Half way 'cross Alabama The 'hound broke down left us all stranded
of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a willys in four wheel drive She
Gazing at the fire, burning by the water Before he speaks the world around us quiets With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire He clears the
land Workin' on a T-bone [Incomprehensible] ala cartee Flyin' over to the Golden State When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at
Uh uh So So Def Yeah, yeah In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang Bubble hard in the double
dipper, wrist glitter nigga I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's More chains than rings, niggaz won't do a thing I bangs the four-four in
mo can you come wit Yeah, they can bite but cannot be us They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us You ought to be ashamed trying to fit
way to Saturn wit a bomb Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win Now won't that make us all fools
some? Don't come unprepared I'll be there, but when I leave there Better be a household name Weatherman tellin' us It ain't goin' rain So now we sittin
Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And
us like a plague Nobody knew from time to time if the plans were changed Oh, oh, oh, if the plans were changed You can beat us with wires, you can beat
