Phosphorescent with Joe Tex these taming blues.

Is it ever gonna not be so hard to see you around? Am I really, really, really, really gonna have to, really, gonna have to really have to

really have to leave the town?

I mean, I called upon a bunch of angels calling angels.

Ain't you supposed to come and take away these blue.

I mean, we came upon a bunch of rabies and there is nothing all us little animals can do.

All five kinds of rains, all nine kinds of thunder ends, and 18 white horses and four, no, come to me. No plan no more feed love in that garden of blame

Don't break me no more love

I'm already tame Why is it ever going gonna stop this trouble

Just being around my friend

Am I really really really really gonna have to really

Have to really have to have to really going to have to really have to land down again

I mean I lay myself upon the water

calling water ain't you supposed to come and save us all

from all these flames

I mean we're caught among awful branches

and you know they're burning us

and yes they're learning all of us is the name

messed it on the shore

all will tend and wondering

ain't you got no home

but me

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