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You guys don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.
Let's see. What's happening? The sacks are filling up again here yeah.
Well we can stop that thing ya know any fuckin' time we want, let's do it.
You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.
Let's see. What's happening? The sacks are filling up again here yeah.
Well we can stop that thing ya know any fuckin' time we want, let's do it.
Lyrics submitted by The Big Andowski
Track duration: 00:46
"Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. III" as written by Bradley James Nowell
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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It's great because you sit and listen to Raliegh and you think the song is over, but what you dont realize is that theres a really long part of silence (like five minutes) and you're probally sitting there talking or smoking, and all of a sudden you hear music and it gets louder and louder and Dont Push starts and your just like "WTF?! Yes!"
hahahaha i laughed so hard when i first discovered this.
here are the lyrics by the way:
stolen from an african land
chased out with a knife
with a face like bob marley
and a mouth like a motorbike
oh well the bars are always open
and the time is always right
and if god's good word goes unspoken
the music goes all night
and it goes
on the beach on blanket mommy i am the one
buddy bye good lovin' give me lots of good fun
buddy bye on beach break it and all night long
they kickin' on the court listenin' to the reggae song
me say a beach blanket wicked and wild
my beach blanket she's such a nature's child
stolen a shotgun you know what i'd do
i'd point it straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down for you
because the bars are always open
and the time is always right
and if god's good word goes unspoken
the music goes all night
it say
me do not want no lover me don't want no lover hey hey
me don't want no lover me don't want no lover springtime
here no lover me don't want no lover hey
me don't want no lover me don't want no lover hey
second street
where it's at
walkin' downtown you're strapped with a gat ey
lifetime it's free
anytime just call me
438-4836
this a kind of number make you get your kicks
buddy bye
i love love love love love
no no no no no no no no no
there's a steel train
you ready
yeh
stolen
kookoo
nobody even gotta go to go by me
i know the lights of a cop car can bust that
i don't want nobody to come run up to me
'cause i would not like to look like mamba
i never want to be another droppin' motherfucker
gettin' jacked and macked
i need another pack
then on the corner gonna get jacked
'cause that's the way you'd end up
where it's at
clack come on
get it delivered
it's so nice
i wanna hear the same song twice
it's so nice
i wan'
"you come to the fuckin country of genius? FREEDOM!? AMERICA?! thinkin you're gonna con us out of our country? whyyyyyy... fuck you, you fuckin profane BASTARDS, with no fuckin capital on that fuckin B. that's a super... fuckin... discharge, a minus.. fuckin B."
absolutely classic.