Modume - Chievosky the 13th & Way Kay Bw

Seventy-three men sailed up From the San Francisco Bay Rolled off of their ship, and here's what they had to say "We're callin' everyone to ride along to another shore We can laugh our lives away and be free once more" But no one heard them callin' No one came at all 'Cause they were too busy watchin' those old raindrops fall As a storm was blowin' out on the peaceful sea Seventy-three men sailing off to history Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip Ride captain ride upon your mystery ship On your way to a world that others might have missed Seventy-three men sailed up from the San Francisco Bay Got off the ship, and here's what they had to say "We're callin' everyone to ride along to another shore We can laugh our lives away and be free once more" Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip Ride captain ride upon your mystery ship On your way to a world that others might have missed Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip

They came across the ocean In search of liberty Escaping persecution Famine and poverty Signed up for bloodshed New home a battleground Send in the Irish So courageous and renowned Sons of Erin Marching gallantly Into a storm of lead Forward! clear the way! Sons of Erin Charging valiantly Across that bloody space Forward! clear the way! The hills alive with murder The sky so cold and grey The general gives the order Irish clear the way! Bodies fall like leaves in autumn From the wall at Marye's Heights Shot and shell ripping through them A cold, horrific sight Sons of Erin Marching gallantly Into a storm of lead Forward! clear the way! Sons of Erin Charging valiantly Across that bloody space Forward! clear the way! Intrepid sons with heads held high Go where glory awaits you Your absolution under fire If the Lord above takes you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your brothers surround you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your courage defines you Charge through the dead and dying No surrender, no retreat Their brothers paid the price They'll never smell defeat Raise high the emerald colours For all field to see They charged into the slaughter With faith and dignity Sons of Erin Marching gallantly Into a storm of lead Forward! clear the way! Sons of Erin Charging valiantly Across that bloody space Forward! clear the way! Intrepid sons with heads held high Go where glory awaits you Your absolution under fire If the Lord above takes you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your brothers surround you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your courage defines you Intrepid sons with heads held high Go where glory awaits you Your absolution under fire If the Lord above takes you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your brothers surround you Fight, stand tall, prevail Your courage defines all you are

Eurydice was a hungry young girl A runaway from everywhere she'd ever been She was no stranger to the world No stranger to the wind Weather ain't the way it was before Ain't no spring or fall at all anymore It's either blazing hot or freezing cold Any way the wind blows And there ain't a thing that you can do When the weather takes a turn on you 'Cept for hurry up and hit the road Any way the wind blows (Wind comes up, ooh) Do you hear that sound (Wind comes up, move) to another town Ain't nobody gonna stick around When the dark clouds roll Any way the wind blows You met the Fates Remember them (anybody got a match?) Always singing in the back of your mind (gimme that) Wherever it was, this young girl went The fates were close behind People turn on you just like the wind Everybody is a fair-weather friend In the end you're better off alone Any way the wind blows When your body aches to lay it down When you're hungry and there ain't enough to go 'round Ain't no length to which a girl won't go Any way the wind blows (Wind comes up ooh) and sometimes you think (Wind comes up, you) would do anything Just to fill your belly full of food Find a bed that you could fall into Where the weather wouldn't follow you Wherever you go Any way the wind blows Now Orpheus was the son of a muse And you know how those muses are Sometimes they abandon you And this poor boy He wore his heart out on his sleeve You might say he was naive to the ways of the world But he had a way with words And the rhythm and the rhyme And he sang just like a bird up on a line And it ain't because I'm kind But his mama was a friend of mine And I liked to hear him sing And his way of seeing things So I took him underneath my wing And that is where he stayed Until one day

Yea we doing this shit. Friday the 13th in this mother fucker, what's good man? Bust a mother fucker's head open with a lead pipe Rob a mother fucker at a red light Bitch, if you dead wrong then that means I'm dead, right? Shining like a light in the night full of fright Head full of lead Told that bitch put them meds in your Keds because them Feds be inspecting my bread Them docs be inspecting my head Told me there's nothing but cobwebs and lead I'm a psycho up under your bed Creeping and crawling I'm stalking the sleeping My target has weakened I'm seeking a carcass to sleep in, wearing its bones around my neck Hop in the deep end Heart never beating Scythe in my hand, bitch, I sow what I'm reaping Slaughter the sheep and I drain out the blood Fill up my cup, yeah I'm sipping the flood Tell ya bitch pick her lip up She look again then she getting fucked Ten feet of that sticky stick Riding round with my new bitch It's that mystic prince on that Triple 6 Sitting back with my crucifix Put that hoe face in a pillow, I'm that scarecrow in your window Ain't no witness in the dark Body parts and eating hearts Robbers, killers, cocaine dealers Leave these fuck boys shaking looking in the face of Satan Sold my soul, fuck the cost Robbing these bitches and making my riches Bitch, I swallow crucifixes, Ahhh! Damn son, where'd ya find this?