Sleeping at night in a plaster board box Scratching the earth with the nails on my fingers And the ground pukes up rocks and rocks and more rocks And
burned all our uniforms And let nature take its course again And the big ones just eat all the little ones That sends us back to the drawing board
crave the wave we need to save the thrill and the feeling part of the flood boarding the blood what is it we're dealing you find it hard to draw the
Goodbye angel Hands in your pockets Maybe tomorrow Maybe you'll come back sometime She boards a Greyhound With a ticket to Jersey A gray colored backpack
's gone under To each their own grave buried in Underneath abandoned boarding houses Sidewalks and streets, sidewalks and streets Though my skeleton won't tell Some could see Why moths draw
, imagination is soaring, Designing women with a fat ass like Delta Burke, Working girls still find time just to make it work. B-B-Back to the drawing board
I'm sitting here looking at this old canvas And the picture looks so different from you Yes it does Maybe it's time to go back to the drawing board Cuz
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba [Verse 1] I'm sitting here looking at this old canvas And the picture looks so different from you Yes it does, yes it does Maybe it's time to go back to the drawing board
why I rhyme like that, shine like that Climb like that, 'cause the world is mine like that Yours like that, mine like that You can go to the drawing board
up in the hood on a burner phone-a In that game slangin' came to you blood donors It's on, coward They call me quick draw 2 pistols Lil' Wayne Champagne
the hood on a burner phone-a In that game slangin' came to you blood donors It's on, coward [Lil Wayne] They call me quick draw 2 pistols Lil Wayne Champagne
love that we shared pull the shades and draw the curtains board up the windows too to get over you I need a room without a view pull the shades and draw the curtains board
man on the television With the weather board They just put the weather man's hand pointing to stuff And sometimes, they drew on the boards like They would draw
, but I do have a little good news: I?m not bringing home any money, but I didn?t turn back the booze. I guess it?s back to the drawing board, ideas
it) And there's a sea full of faces And a show to go on I'm struck mute at entrance With nothing to draw from Nothing to draw from
your feet a yellow carpetin the palace of wilderness Only king and servant is you searching for the pyramid that guards the emerald board It was a crescent
lost Crushed like a serpent snake under grass (Again) Boy, stop live down inna de past Just member when man a ride 'orse Body between di board head
even sing the mountain top Counter-clock wise goes the neighborhood Hand me down some canned-goods Won't cut the Gray pupon We got the layer-on Back to the drawing board