White sand on the western sea Is the dark side of Galilee I don't want your Apollo of frozen steel I don't want your lies you teach my children to feel So keep off my lovers moon or he'll bli...

White sand on the western sea ...Is the dark side of Galile... he walks in beauty on water ...e went flying thro' the starry rain ...High into the sun ...Then we spent the night walking on the water ...ey man let's have a banquet ...Just wanna spend the night ...Walking beside you on the water ... he walks in beauty on water ...e went flying thro' the starry rain ...High into the sun ...Then we spent the night walking on the water ...ey man let's have a banquet ...Just wanna spend the night ...Walking beside you on the water

Come to the dinner gong ...The table is laden high...Some get the gravy ...And some get the gristle ...Some get the marrow bone ...ok my share down by the sea ...s and Javex bottles on the tide ...Down where the water-skiers glide ...Some watch the paint peel off ...ok my dream down by the sea ...Back in the banquet line ...Who let the greedy in ...And who left the needy out ...In the cookie I read ..."Some get the gravy ...And some get the gristle ...Some get the marrow bone

Come to the dinner gong...The table is laden high...Some get the gravy...And some get the gristle...Some get the marrow bone...ok my share down by the sea...s and Javex bottles on the tide...Down where the water-skiers glide...Some watch the paint peel off...ok my dream down by the sea...Back in the banquet line...Who let the greedy in...And who left the needy out...In the cookie I read..."Some get the gravy...And some get the gristle...Some get the marrow bone

Dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ...ama stood cryin' at the dockside ...Well, the whistle blew and they turned the screws ...It turned the water into foam ...I'm in the dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ...The bass and drums were cookin' up the bandstand ... I was strummin' in the middle with this dude on the fiddle ...And now the foghorn's jammed an...it groanin' through the misty night ...I heard the lookout shout down ...Oh, the dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ...ey were burnin' all the flares for candles ...In the banquet they were throwin' ... blowin' waltzes in the barroom ...When the universe went CRASH...I could hear the old captain curse ...that's when I heard the chaplain say ...soon used up all of the lifeboats ...re a lot of us left on board ...I heard the drummer sayin' "Boy... doin' this gig for the Lord" ...I heard the dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ... a wild-eyed boy in the radio shack ...He's the last remaining gues...sus Christ can walk on the water ... I was strummin' as the ship go down ...I'm in the dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ...Dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow ...Dance band on the Titanic ...The iceberg's on the starboard bow

l I'ma slide across the table ...Yo, you act like the sun don't shine ...lin, and damn right the Zu will smash somet... will soon be heard on every street ...We defy the laws of gravity and...ay that, but that's the way it is when you ... never swine, twist the eighty-five wives ...Enter the bloodstream, beware...isastrous, it is I, the one Lord and Master...The Buddha's weight is ...the knowledge on my brain, and it's ...It is not The Who, it's the old Brooklyn Zu ...s, flows drillin in the banquet ...Buddha inflicts the hoes like Bake's ex...Yo, you fuck with the Zu chain, ya headed...st nigga thrown out the window ...The haren with tote nos... ya, we spread like the germ Gonarhea

body said...Where's the music goin' ...Will the music keep a rolling on ...As it rolls on over like a wave ...id...We got to find the words ...Where the waves begin ...this chance to sail on the wind ...When so many in the water chose to row ...Some may curse the crippled ...Some try to hide the hurt ...Some they hate the hungry ...dying down there in the dirt ...Somebody said...Has the man enlightened us ...And then the little boys said......But the Emperor has got no ...As the passion dies ...But the beat goes on ...The conductor got us si...t now we've been at the banquet too long ...dy said...Where are the dreamers ...y said...Here comes the holy rollers ...yin' to sell us all the screamers instead ...When we received the call ...Now the cynics are the prophets of the day ...And now the weak ones grieve ...As the strong ones fall ...And the rest of us have not... can't come in from the rain

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And please say the rhyme...And I know you on your grind...suggestions? You in the back, yeah you...You should rap more on beat, you should ra... ever get your mack on please, how bout yo...I like the way you're melodic ...ts and seem to make the average exotic... you make a hit for the club, word...Like the heat from oven boiling the water and the hate...int I might retire, on some bullshit...llest flow found in the game...Soothing like the sound of the rain...It's the dude profound with the fame...sing to be sounding the same...Keeping the verses, deleting the curses...Defeating the purpose when the people go on strike...I'm in the street with the workers...Speaking the words from a pulpit...Like the preachers at church...Raise my hand, all the teachers get nervou...ke pigpen, voice in the warrior's head... 'em feeling great, the ladies say...And please say the rhyme...And I know you on your grind...Light the tip of the L, this heavyweight rap tipping the scale...And we never let the system prevail real picturesque, missing the sale...it's forbidden like the candy sisters lifting the veil...I'm still leading the pack, these cats la... don't mean you got the fire...My pen is the paintbrush and dipp...That's the spectrum of colors ...I don't feast at the banquet...'Cause freedom is the set that I bang wit...Listen the conditions in my sl...I grew through the pavement...Like the flower the girl drew in the paper...The sky bluer and the [Incomprehensible] ...The rules of engagement...The moves that I'm maki...Back in the days like reminisci...Ladies welcome to the Kweli show, she goe...And please say the rhyme...And I know you on your grind...Be-be-banging on your ear drum...We got the incredible Pete Rock on the track like...annon, brand new to the world...Blacksmith is the movement