We tend to smoke at the speed of our thoughts
Very stylish people are often impatient and judgmental

Well I did just what I said I beat that bastard dead But as I was punching and pounding and beating She was sobbing and bleeding and screaming Which wasnt exactly what I was expecting But never for one moment did I Let it distract me His blood, my sweat and her tears soaked me As I rose to my feet above his body His head in my one hand Held high triumphantly But I had to hit her To keep her from clawing me But I knew she didnt know what she was doing So I held her down until she stopped flailing And then I whisper in her ear You are free, baby You are free Make love to me She spat at my face As I tightened my embrace And as I pressed against her She twisted and resisted She tried to fight it As I pushed inside her I said, youll learn like it Youll learn love it Youll learn to love me For I am your hero The Garden (Demo) Pus on your finger, mud on your mind The tiller is broken, your garden is crying There's been too much rain, tomatoes they split Spring was a beauty but she turned into a beast Your boy is rebellious, he refuses to work Your daughter is a fine one but allergic to dirt The Preacher came a'calling, he wants a fresh ham Your wife she obliges, thaws the one you was saving So you piddle in the garden, you pick at the ground Your family is fighting, oh, but you don't hear a sound Ghetto Bells (Spoken) Well, here's a little story about Ghetto Bell's Now, it must have been about, I don't know...Nineteen eighty...err, um, I'm not exactly sure when

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