Bill Walton Bill Russell

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no room to walk on this highway,
so I’m always driving, mostly I’m idling
Potholes in this parade …roadkill and me
Trade sugar for honey,
make music for money
but loving me is always free



stand tall son, Bill Russel, no Walton.
The centerpiece of a dynasty forgotton
I’m on some block on lock NO STOPS overflowin on ya
Don’t be overcome by over paronoia
over the shoulder the streets be watch unn
Hunger pains driving/ the way we get run
UNsatisfied til we slay and drain one
in the town square hangin neighbourhood watchman
But thun we all just the same same citizen
on some shoot em up/ shoot em up.. sheriff gumshun
take it to the hills, build tilllll…. we will… reach mountain
true root of evil is these back handed assumptions.\
backwoods lived functions, backwards corruption.
Over reaction. Go on, I”d rather see action soft shoulder rain on the freeway wet cementing
left to waste wit concrete slippers, past relenting…
getting hitched up by a pickup truck before da setting sun
NO MORE! So no more forgetting…anyone?
Or am I still alone on this one
am I still alone on this run
am I still alone on this one
All for self …leaves team work undone.
(So …get it…get get…get er done )

Trade sugar for honey, make music for money
but loving me is always free
i said loving me is always free forever
cuz Im in like with you,
um Im in like with you

but you’re always driving
mostly idling inbetween lovers and meals for the week.
no time for dreaming or tasting these treats
cloyingly keeping me steamed
boring,
bitter,
unimpoooooooooortant things
take me today
for a change
I say… say I say I say
take me today for a change
please stay… stay please stay please stay

‘cause Im in like with you
um i[m in like with you

I hate it,
No room to walk on this blockaded highway
so I’m always driving
mostly idling
blinking behind these giant boxes of steel
they keep stealing my breathing
keep coughing and reeling me in….to
sleeping
…with every ….single
… sweet ….sweet thing

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from ROBES, released January 12, 2017
Music by Fresh Kils
Words by Sabo Forte

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