Rickey and Dickey
Standing in the sun
Out there on that highway and the dog wouldn’t run
Rickey rolled a number
Dickey raised the hood
Time we hit Daytona I was feeling pretty good

Oh, mama I’m about to give out
Oh, mama I’m about to give out
I’m Davey Crockett in a coonskin town
Oh, mama I’m about to give out

Karaoke Katie drove the crowd wild
Every time she’d sing they’d come in for miles
Curtain came up
Katie came on
Drinking like a lumberjack
And singing Delta Dawn

Oh, mama I’m about to give out
Oh, mama I’m about to give out
I’m Davey Crockett in a coonskin town
Oh, mama I’m about to give out

Yeah, I hit town hard last night
Abraham and Moses
Some other friends of mine
Moses started drinkin’ he got a little rude
We woke up in the bushes
Beat to Hell and nude

Oh, mama I’m about to give out
Oh, mama I’m about to give out
I’m Davey Crockett in a coonskin town
Oh, mama, I’m about to give out
I’m Roy Rogers in a one horse town
Oh, mama I’m about to give out
I’m about to give out
I’m about to give out

What can you say about tomorrow?
What do you know about my life?
What do you say to your daughter?
What do you tell to your wife?

Say Mr. Brown how about your daughter.
Do you know what she’s done tonight?
And do you agree that we are lost here?
Well, among the lost we shall survive.

What’s that you say when the rain won’t go away?
What’s that you do when no one’s looking at you?
Where’s that you go after the show?
What’s that you say?

Say Mr. Brown how about this weather?
Is it gonna rain on our parade?
Is your soul as light as a feather?
Or am I flat out going insane?

Say Mr. Brown how about your brother.
Do you know what he’s done with his life?
While you’re chasing him out the front door,
He’s chasing you with a butcher knife.

What’s that you say when the rain won’t go away?
What’s that you do when no one’s looking at you?
Where’s that you go after the show?
What’s that you say?

Morning came before I knew
Just what I had gotten into
Glanced around in the bright light
I really couldn’t care if it was wrong or right
Love can only break you heart
But you’re never gonna know unless you give it a start
Sometimes, you gotta let yourself go

Chorus:
Was it good for you? About last night
Was it way too soon? You didn’t put up a fight
Was it good for you? I won’t ask again
See about last night, I want to do it again

I know sometimes it’s worth the wait
I’m not the type to hesitate
No more feelings all night long
I really couldn’t care if I came on too strong
Experience just says it all
You gotta make a move just as soon as you fall
Oh, sometimes, you gotta let yourself go

Chorus X4

Was it good for you? (was it good?)
Was it way to soon? (it never felt so right)
Was it good for you?
See about last night
Was it good for you?
Was it way too soon?
Was it good for you?
See about last night

There was a man on the road about an hour ago and he was lookin for a ride to New Mexico
But we was driving by way too fast to know

We got to the place on a high speed chase there was a girlie in the corner with a plastic face
Then she disappeared without a trace
I said without a trace

Now we’re kickin back and we’re sippin beers and there’s a man telling stories about his inner fears
We was all choked up and too close to tears
Well then we moved on up to some margaritas and we started makin faces at the senoritas
Playing drinking games but they were all too drunk to beat us

Now my car broke down about an hour ago and we were headed on down to New Mexico
But we did not see the gas was low
I said the gas was low, etc.

We got back to the party, we been on the road we’re kinda dirty
I seen this girl I said you’re mighty perty

Well I said hello about an hour ago, and we were headed on down to the big brass show
But we did not see the gas was low
I said the gas was low, etc.

I need an easy friend. I do, with an ear to lend.
I do think you fit this shoe. I do, won’t you have a clue.

(Chorus) I’ll take advantage while. You hang me out to dry.
But I can’t see you every night, free.

I standing in your line. I do hope you have the time.
I do pick a number too. I do keep a date with you.

(Chorus)…

(Solo)…

I need an easy friend. I do, with an ear to lend.
I do think you fit this shoe. I do, won’t you have a clue.

I’ll take advantage while. You hang me out to dry.
But I can’t see you every night. No I can’t see you every night, free. I do. (x4)

Intro yeah, it’s the P.O.D. right here
Coming straight from S.D. C – A
619’s in effect y’know what I’m sayin’
Givin’ you that hardcore sound yeah
Comin’ up from the ground boy
That’s where it all started y’know what I’m sayin’
Yeah, this is hardcore, you know why it’s so hardcore
‘Cuz it’s bult on the rock – what rock you ask
The rock of Jesus Christ, yeah that’s right
Givin’ you the truth ‘cuz the truth hurts y’kow
But that’s how we layin’ it down
We ain’t got nothin’ to hide
And we’re breakin’ it down like that y’know what I’m sayin’
Hardlove, hardcore one way yeah, check it out
Abortion is murder
There’s nothing you can say or do
To justify the fact
That there’s a living breathing baby inside of you
That there’s a living breathing baby inside of you
That there’s a living breathing baby inside of you

Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder

There’s nothing you can say or do
To justify the fact

That there’s a living breathing baby inside of you
That there’s a living breathing baby inside of you

Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murde
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder

Murder, murder, murder, murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder
Abortion is murder, abortion is murder

Verse 1 (Abel)

Peep this 5’6” nigga with more game than Starter
Been pimping these hoes since I was shooting dog water
Call me plastic man cause I pack that plastic glock
Slinging my rocks on my block to the sunrise to the sun drop
I’m bout it than done some shit that God couldn’t forgive
Ever since I was that coke baby with two weeks to live
Shit my life is complex think I got a voodoo hex
Busters try to wet me, bitches step get shot up like Malcolm X
You fucking motherfuckers got his pocket full of boulders
You sick of being sober hit me on my motorola
Drink Cavassi A straight out the bottle counting g’s
Why you counting on the lotto
Fuck ya’ll is my motto
Hit the streets make my ends rocks hidden in my M & M’s
Bitch this ain’t Whodini, ain’t no motherfucking friends
Niggas average while caine be deadly like miscarriage
And if it come to it I’m gone put one in your cabbage
I’d rather steal to get paid like Shaquille O’Neal
Soon as I drop my draws all of ya’ll old ladies gone kneel
Getting deep getting funky like some rock star coochie
I’m jigging player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang

(Chorus)

My mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Cause I done so much shit so much gangsta shit
>From every crime from drugs to extortion
I know my mama wish she had a fucking abortion

Verse 2 (Kane)

I roll with No Limit cut throats trying to stack C-Notes
Wearing green and white Nauticas and Mecca polos
It all started my cousin got ’em got some heroin from Puerto Rico
We call it ?? and snorted by alot of people
Going to the place where danger awaits me
I never knew my moms but if I did she probably hate me
>From small time hustling to sticking up dope spots
My grandma found a 100 grand stashed in a shoebox
She kicked me out sent me down south where they be balling
Got a 100 got 200 on a trip to New Orleans
They used to love that weed like its they only child
Now they got the naza cocaine it got ’em wild
This child was born a twin seven minutes from my brother
No visions of my dad wouldn’t recognize my mother
And now I’m so obsessed with this money I be earning
I’m sicker than the fucking Germans
All I see is green like Erick Sermon

(Chorus)

it’s friday night, I’ve got a date
with this vegan girl Katee
you know I really like her style
smile, style
oh, I love you, Kate
but you’ve gone too far
you won’t even sit in my brand new car
it’s got reclining bucket seats
and a cd player, so what’s your fucking beef?
is it my cozy leather seats?
is it the covers made from sheep?
ok, I guess that we can walk, and walk, and walk
what kind of guy do you think I am?
you only take off your shoes when you’re in Japan
I bought this outfit just for you
so what if they’re suede?
and now my jacket too
so what am I supposed to do?
I’ll freeze to death and catch the flu
ok, I’ll do it just for you
we made it out and we had an ok time
I caught pneumonia and a mild case of frostbite
she said I’m sorry, Mark. I hope that you pull through
next time we go out please just wear some different shoes
I tried to fuck her and you know what happened then
she said that condom you’ve got’s made from a lamb’s skin
so what’s your problem?
last friday night, you know I had a date
it was with this vegan girl
I think her name was Kate
if you’re lookin for some action, or if you wanna score
just eat some bark and acorns
and she will like you more than me!

Spoken:
Neurotic Man: Oh, no, what do I do now?!

Maria: Hello?

Neurotic Man: Oh, thanks for coming back, I have another problem!

Maria: Another problem?

Neurotic Man: Yeah!

Maria: What is it this time?

Neurotic Man: Look! Everything! It’s all abierto!

Sung:
Can’t get my window to keep out the snow, ’cause it’s abierto (abierto)
Can’t keep warm when the cold wind blows, my coat’s abierto (abierto)
Folks keep arriving, I don’t know whom
All day long they come into my room
They go to the closet and they take my broom, my door’s abierto (abierto)
It’s horrible! Arrrgggh!

Can’t put this book back on the shelf ’cause it’s abierto (abierto)
Can’t chew my food, can’t feed myself, my mouth’s abierto (abierto)
My chickens ran away without a peep
My horse was something I couldn’t keep
The same can be said for my flock of sheep, my barn’s abierto (abierto)
It’s horrible! Can you help me out fellas?
“Abierto” is the word that got me mopin’

Maria: “Abierto” is the Spanish word for “open”

Neurotic Man: My eyes never let me sleep at night, they stay abierto (abierto)
My hamper can’t keep my dirty laundry out of sight ’cause it’s abierto (abierto)
My milk all went sour and my cheese went bad
I lost all the ice cream that I ever had
‘Cause my fridge is abierto and that makes me mad, ’cause it’s abierto (abierto)
Abierto (abierto), I hate abierto (abierto), abierto (abierto), abierto!

Spoken:
Ya see my problem? Everything’s abierto!

Maria: Yes, I can see that, everything is open.

Neurotic Man: Can ya fix it? Huh? Can ya?

Maria: I think I can fix this situation.

Neurotic Man: Oh, good, good, good, you’re a genius!

Maria: Sure. What you need is this … (opens her toolbox and pulls out the word “cerrado”)

Neurotic Man: Cerrado?

Maria: Cerrado! Everything is abierto, which is the Spanish word for “open”, and this is “cerrado”, which is the Spanish word for “closed”. Cerrado! (everything he sang about now closes)

Neurotic Man: Wow, unreal! Cerrado. You’re the best fixer in the whole world.

Maria: Sure, nothing to it. Glad to help.

Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens. Lord with me abide!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day.
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away.
Change and decay in all around I see;
O thou who changest not, abide with me!

I need thy presence ev’ry passing hour.
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me!

Music by William Henry Monk
with lyrics by Henry Francis Lyte, 1861