Anterrabae - How Joey Got His Groove Back Lyrics
I have written a tragedy down below where the pretty boyscome to die. Although, I'm spitting phrases of nothing to savemyself the embarrassment of apology. The captionread, "Danger" silly boy, "You've got to know when to stop."It's just life lessons disguised as defeat. Dear God, it'shappened again. It's a chemical war. A stagnant bore.Compensates for the marathon of a weekly routine, thesebones can't take much more. Not quite a tragedy. Vacantstreets, ninety-degree heat and this time I've caught fate bythe wings and if she screams it's curtains for the dead. Thistown is on fire and I'm on the hills smiling and laughingknowing that my life has just begun.