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8:16 A.M. – 311

Stranger flowers yet
There will never come a day that will ever regret
The hours days years and the minutes
The joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it
The drives on the coast to nowhere
Nothing to say just sit and stare
There’s nothing like the comfort of a silence that’s comfortable
Not talking small just skip the bull
Then I find myself in servility
Didn’t think that was my ability
I go a yard and a mile to make you smile
But then I’m happy see
I got so many ways to make your gaze elliptical
Got a ways to go future’s so
Criptical and I’m glad
Just another many things we’ve had

It’s 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I’m just hopin’ you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You’re right last night I was a hog
Come on I’m sorry
It’s 73 degrees
January easily glides

Stranger flowers still
If you’re gonna wanna go another day I will
Like this make it a deal
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a fell of impermanent bliss
Today my love we shall let the world slide
Turn off the ringer and just glide
For we shall never be youger again than
What do you see

It’s 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I’m just hopin’ you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You’re right last night I was a hog
Come on I’m sorry
Holiday on the radio
Billie knows that is the way to go

A place where we both can spend out saved time
Not collecting interest
Maybe the same reason we always find ourselved home bound
I’ve got to do some homework
The leave response we want to leave Wisconsin
For a new life a new trailer with an antenna and a porch
Of course we’ll bring the dog

By admin on October 19, 2013 | # Song Lyrics | 1 comment
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1,2,3 – 311

Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago-today but not now
It’s not like that

It’s all right to feel good
It’s all for nothing to be wrong
The deepest dream that we have
Could be tomorrow’s song

Just what did he say stop
1 and 2 and 3
Run up the hill do as you do
I’m going to chill you know you really
Ought to do the same
They wanna bug you
But I won’t let them today
It’s a sure shot to the bomb drop
Every single
You know you swing
it and you fling it
And you make some shit up but
It’s just 123

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Salsa – 311

We were born in the seventies
The rippin and rhyming and brethren see
We’re filling taste great
In the old school I was eight
Fot the new school I was late
But in high school I was debate
I rate in the great state of California
I’m warning ya
Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette!
I kick nonsense in French tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you gonna wanna try this but it takes niceness
I like a beat that’s unique and I like my head zooming
And in my Continental you know that shit’s booming
With the diamond int eh back suicide doors
You can look from here to eternity
And never receive your morsel.

Another tale of ordinary madness
The girl who gave you her sex I heard was homeless say
All I really wanna is to feel nirvana
Won’t you take me tonight and we just might find
A bottle of wine and feel our nasty nature
Your toung lickin’ up my tounge
Your radio pickin’ up a smokey jazz love song
Madness becomes you even though your
Livin’ life it’s hard to exist when you’re tempted
By flesh you wanna bust through
Beautiful legs in the bar there is poetry
She bends and suspends and her ass
Is a marvelous thing
A dance dancin’ at a club the Hereafter
Who can’t really dance but that doesn’t really matter
And she won’t hear applause
Cus your drunk and lost
All light is gone
Your arms spread like a cross
And you’re dreaming that the world
Will soon fall apart
Topless firl in your gaze
Which is hazy
Takes your dollar
In the gutter without cigarettes
Or wine your hungover
I was warned of your normal
Behaviour and felt
My life was too short to
Consider your wack self
It’s like this when you dip down
And you are boxin’
Reeling against the ropes and you
Face some young Mexican
Your scrappin’ your kneck gets
Snapped back your eyes have bled
Your thinking’ about a comeback
But your takin’ it to the head
You little bastard
Better watch you back
Cuz we’re after
Your punk ass by God we’re gonna jack it
You’re played out and small time
And your show is over
You’re ’bout as lucky as a three leaf clover
And your older ho bag sceezer
In her droopy saggy skin
Who thoughtshe was a model
But in truth a never-has-been
You both are fools
You and your cheap rooms too
The cigar biting your lips the way love use to

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Jackolantern’s Weather – 311

Well i beat a bad rap when i skip a soul trap
Just trippin’ and laughin’ at the crap
Dap is what i get the best skins that i hit
You know we rock the fuckin’ joint and we split
Singin’ an ryhmin’s what i’m better for
When i describe i’m a scribe with a metaphor
I use a simile lightly ‘cuz that shits played
The common way most ryhmes are made, ya know
I rock like this i flow like that
But all those comparisons are just that
Kickin’ different styles i’ll be right here
Today, tomorrow, next week and next year
I always say what i feel and that is a promise
Nothing in life is above being honest
Sauna is cool compared to being on stage
But that’s how it’s gotta go in the stone age

The fame in my game i name rapture
Like a polished rock i’ll make it shine for sure
Word is that i’ve travelled become unravelled
I been around the world baby gimme an apple
I’ll be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam
What i am is what i am
Though we don’t have too long to love a day a night
We only love those who,love us right back

The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin’ in jack-o-lantern’s weather
Backpack strapped ‘cuz the world is cold
Headphones pumpin’ don’t ya know

The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin’ in jack-o-latern’s weather
Rocks his hood and playes it mellow
While maple leaves change into yellow

And oh shit damn honey at it again
Tryin’ to beat my high score since the age of ten
See my high score flash on the back glass
I was malcontented doug in gifted class
Now heres the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rio
Oh no it’s not a joke it’s how we feel
Put to test like a sugar ray scientist
I’m always dancing in my sunday best
I’m betting on my bliss and my path is lit’ see
The microphone is live and i’m rockin’ my body
Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame
Funky like the kung-fu that can put you to shame

CHORUS

I’m like hey wait a minute
Give a check on two then i’ ready to begin it
With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies
Give a fat shout out to the phunk junkeez
Striken like a cancer taken chances
But i love to see the girl windin’ like the belly dancer
Standin’ up front with a tight stomach showin
Me on stage singin, flowin
We just kickin’ it live we just kickin’ it live
‘Cuz if you can’t kick it live you gonna die
‘Fraid so punk so quit talkin’ junk
You need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk

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Gap – 311

Purified sounds brush ’em on like paint
Teenage dream to work with Ron Saint
Home he ain’t, we layin’ tracks in Cali
The dude is excitable as a pep rally
Since the days of The Eds
in the westside keeping it real
Got nothing to hide
Now we are a number there is none greater
Take me out sound king yo peace see ya later

Let’s step out tonight, all night
The feel is soothin’
(Like disco, step out tonight)
Let’s step out tonight, alright
It’s a fellow feelin’
With my friends, once again

Grape Vess soda pop licorice stick
Aunt Mary’s summertime backyard picnic
“Did you dring my beer Doug?”
Yeah I did it
Don’t tell me to bring you a beer if you think
I won’t sip it
Swingin’ on swingin’ on jungle gym sets
Daddy talkin’ bout the horses he bet
When I got home my friends phoned
Hey holmes

Let’s step out tonight, all night
The feel is soothin’
(Like disco, step out tonight)
Let’s step out tonight, alright
It’s a fellow feelin’
With my friends, once again

Eat smoked fish that is my favorite dishx4

Let’s step out tonight, all night
The feel is soothin’
(Like disco, step out tonight)
Let’s step out tonight, alright
It’s a fellow feelin’
With my friends, once again

Eat smoked fish that is my favorite dishx4

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Galaxy – 311

Between Mars and Jupiter
There’s a gap
For another planet
Now way back yeah
Maybe a mad man
Just blew the shit
Out of it
Now we’re tryin’
To get back
In alignment
Explains why we
Go through cycles
Always tryin’ to find it
Closin’ into the age
Of aquarius
Crazy weather
Floods Tornadoes
Low jet streams
Not gettin better
Enterin’ a twilight zone
Activities grown
Every single day
More people spottin’ UFO’s

Let’s come together with this
New coast shit
we got the motherfuckin’ kids
Now let’s freak this shit
It’s messed up when you’re feeling
Everything is wrong
takeover the Pentagon

It’s fucked up in this paradigm
Cuz i’m burnin’ fossil fuels
I dont even need too
free energy has been harnessed
we don’t use it why
cuz the techniques been suppressed
the hours glass has passed through granules
thats cool we gotta break it
bust all these rules and switch
change up the pitch
rearrange our views and this
dumb shit we’ll ditch

chorus

I found a bootleg of the cosmic conscious
then erased it
visualized the breath technique
slowly became it
now something is watchin’ me
since i have found the keys
to free this energy
my high speed light body
cuz the galaxy is crazy
it doesn’t amaze me
that we’re livin’ out of phase
and quickly decaying
6 protons, 6 neutrons, 6 electrons
is encoded in this plane
we live on

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C.U.T.M. – 311

Hexum, Sexton, Mahoney and Wills
We groove so fuckin’ hard it gives you the chills
Well I’ve been stricken
The bass is kickin’
When suckers step to me, boy, I give them a lickin’

Chorus
Cosmic Utopian Thrivin’ Mission, my baby
Cosmic Utopian Thrivin’ Mission, my baby

I feel good
Yo bad self

Well, I am the Hexum, call me Nick
I live by the code of cosmic
I’ve come to say, we’re here to stay
Utopian way we’ll play today
We’ve got the drive, we are so live
Won’t take a dive, we’re gonna thrive
We got a condition called ambition
To the cosmic utopian thrivin’ mission

Chorus

Witness this, yo the pissed lyricist
In your face celebratin’ a brand new race
We know colors are just brothers and some others
Drive on the ginger but they failed to mention
The consequence of no conscience
You can’t fool, I’m schoolin’ you with the new school
Now speakin on a round, step back mother fucker, I’m goin’ to town

Chorus

I feel good
Break it down
I got one more rhyme

Yes, the verbs I got
They hit that spot
The crowd is freakin’
And bro., I’m peekin’
When I’m on stage, you’re havin’ a fit
But without my brothers, baby, I ain’t shit

Chorus

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