Bound to Follow (feat. ANAM Musicians) - Paul Kelly

Never enough Enough time with you Always the one Always the one I come back to Been thinking about you and I These moments keep on flying by Thinking about you and I These moments keep on flying by Flying by Flying by Flying by Flying by Flying by

Raised on words like "punishment" and "God will get you If you don't do what you're told." Nuns turned children into fearful right Handed little Servants of the Lord And then the atom bomb fell down on Hiroshima, North Dakota The year she turned sixteen And she said, "There is something very wrong here. Do you know what I mean? Do you know what I mean? 'Cause I got visions forming in my head And I keep hearing what the preacher said Said this world will be the death of me I know it will, it's bound to be Bound to be" Satchel full of broken hopes and empty picture postcards That she'd never send Her mama sitting on the front porch step Daddy frowning in the darkened doorway, waving his regret Then she was jumping on the Santa Fe, summer night in 1947 Bound for God knew where And she said, "I can see destruction fast approaching. I feel it in the air. I feel it in the air. And I got visions forming in my head (See the blood on the horizon) And I keep hearing what the preacher said (Said the truth will set you free) Said this world will be the death of me (I got no one to rely on) I know it will, it's bound to be." (Except for me...) On a road in Valparaiso, she met a hobo named Old John They hunkered down in a gazebo, and chose a star to gaze upon Old John said he could see her slipping, and he asked her what was wrong She said, "The rope I had been gripping turned to sand And now it's gone, now it's gone. Can't you see the writing on the blood soaked blue horizon Plain as VJ day. Hear the barking of the Drowning dogs, frozen like so many Eisenhower Statues in Pompei. I think I'll take another taste Old John, to numb my heart, God knows I'm falling fast as Atoms through the sky." She said, "This world it sure ain't no place to live in But it ain't no place to die. No it ain't no place to die..."

My skin is my cape, huh My black is not beige, huh Natural face, huh That's how I wake up No love for the fake ones You get what you give, huh Bills, bills, bills, bills, spend Kelendria rich, huh Talk saucy and nice, but this shit is sweet Whole 'nother side that you never seen I sow my tithes, you watch 'em reap I talk to God, my minutes are free Two double G's, two double G Cost the walk through fee Lil shit back then, I let that slide and get by me All they tryna get is a act from me And it's all for the reach Back-back up off of me, back up off of me Rose petals on my feet Kelly got bands, Kelly got check Kelly got wig, Kelly got deals Kelly got class, Kelly got ass Kelly's got a man, Kelly pop tags Kelly got flex, Kelly got wheels Kelly got drip, Kelly got a stash Kelly got a house, big house on a hill Kelly's so blessed, big class XL Kelly ain't-Kelly ain't got no chill Kelly don't really give a fuck how you feel Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Go Kelly go, go go Kelly go Go Kelly go, go go Kelly Cop that bag if it's designer I'm so rich that I ain't buy it Don't get tired, I'm too wired Light it up and get inspired All my business, keep it private You know bosses move in silence And I ride it like it's stolen 'Cuz my name is Kelly Rowland, ah Everyday I meet the quota Bitch I really thought it was over I'll always be around, thought I told you Back up off of me, back up off of me 'Fore I get to clapping that annoy ya Kelly got bands, Kelly got check Kelly got wig, Kelly got deals Kelly got class, Kelly got ass Kelly's got a man, Kelly pop tags Kelly got flex, Kelly got wheels Kelly got drip, Kelly got a stash Kelly got a house, big house on a hill Kelly's so blessed, big class XL Kelly ain't-Kelly ain't got no chill Kelly don't really give a fuck how you feel Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Go Kelly go, go go Kelly go Go Kelly go, go go Kelly

We gonna let it smoke What's baby? I wanna hit that You qanna hit this? It's 3am and I'm not with him It's the moment that I know we've both been waiting for Now we can pretend we're together again In the dark letting this slow chill take control And we ain't supposed to be doin this We know the consequence But we're past the limit and there ain't no turnin' back now You already got my body gripped Yeah boy you know I like that shit So we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin' back now Might as well go all the way Hey there ain't no such thing as a half mistake So baby boy we might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way You don't know if your addicted till you relapse From detox of lovin' each other If just for an hour or two or three Till six in the morning Do you have a good excuse To be on the down low with me In the tele suite We know that we ain't supposed to be doin this We know the consequence But we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin back now I already got the Magnum glove You already got your ass poked up So we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin back now Might as well go all the way Hey there ain't no such thing as a half mistake So baby boy we might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way You don't know if your addicted till you relapse I'm right back smokin' you You're right back injectin' me Love is in our veins ain't it I'm right back smokin' you You're right back injectin' me Guess there ain't no cure We might as well go all the way You know you're wrong for this, I know And I know you've got somebody, Oh well baby But he ain't here no So we might as well, might as well, do what we wanna do You know how I like it, oh boy Don't it feel good to be back together If only for a moment, a minute, an hour For just one night, one night 'Bout to hit it out the park again Going, going, going gone Going, going, going gone Going, going, going gone Close the curtains, potential remix

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Damn all these muthafuckas are here Can you believe this shit? All these muthafuckas claiming to be R. Kelly But they don't know who he is I'm R.Kelly (that's for damn sure) Look at the muthafucka over there he didn't even got all teeth What the fuck is he trying to be I am R. Kelly (Yeah, Right) But they don't know who The Real R. Kelly is Okay, Now would the real R.Kelly please stand up? Now that's what i'm talking about now. Come on man. Nigga you ain't no R. Kelly