Written by Robert Del Naja, Neil Davidge and Terry Callier It don't matter Where you turn Gonna survive You live and learn I been thinking 'bout you
to my motherfucking mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew There's ten toes planted, in my motherfucking shoe I gotta be a man, hope you understand There's nothing
(Robert Plant-Michael Lee-Jimmy Page-Charlie Jones) Caught out running With just a little too much to hide Maybe baby Everything's gonna work out fine
re walking. You talking how you're talking. But you act like you don't know what I've done for you. [Verse 2: Robert] Girl, I had some plans for us.
't exist [Chorus 2X: Lil Rob] I who have nothing, may have nothing But I still got something that you don't, you don't I who have nothing, may have nothing
t it? down in a motherfuckin creek didn't they? Mr. Roberts found his ass out fishin Sunday evenin' didn't he? gift-wrapped in a sheet didn't he? Roberts
us, and them streets gettin' narrow Nigga the path I chose got exposed by yo ass Either get the ?? plenty ice and more cash [Benn] Nigga shut the fuck up, I got another plan
baby, till the juice runs down my leg, X2 The way you squeeze my lemon, I..I'm gonna fall right out of bed, Yeah. Hey! (conversation between Robert Plant
said that. . . Mark: We're not groupies! You better understand . . . I told Robert Plant it, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys . . . Howard: Robert PLANET
[Music & Lyrics: Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel] SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE BETWEEN THIS NIGHT AND GOD AN ANGEL SAT UPON A STAR WHILE THINKING VERY HARD