And you wish you were mine Well save your Harvey Danger references, I'm spoken for I don't mean to bring you down But there'll be trouble in River City
loneliness And you wish you were mine Well save your Harvey Danger references, I'm spoken for I don't mean to bring you down But there'll be trouble in River City
I will follow you at all Cos woman you?re my trouble And woman I?ve been trouble
Blood is a river, flowing darkly amidst the tangled roots Of the tall shining city, crazy flowing man tide migrations Engorge the big ventricle of heartbroken
Mister trouble come walkin' this way Year gone past feels like one long day But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right Well I run that hard road outta
[Steve Austin] Hi this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California I'm here with two controversial rappers from the city Lil' Rob and Mr
[Steve Austin] Hi this is Steve Austin Reportin' live from San Diego, California I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city Lil' Rob and Mr
of the way, we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape City
though We were seventeen and stuck up in Osseo She said it's funny, even true love gets troubled by still water And washed up in the Mississippi river
the way, we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape All boxed in, nowhere to escape The city'
Not long ago I went through the gate of dreams I came to the famous City of Destruction Where now a shuttle runs to the Emerald City With air miles and
in River City, Right here! Gotta figger out a way To keep the young ones moral after school! Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble... Harold: Mothers of River City
copper crews Veins mined in vein remind you Choices we choose to lose New cities keep on sprawling Old towns falling too Rainin' a river of color And
black and filled with tears Now there'll be no goodness For a thousand years I dreamt I crossed a raging river That was pure and clear and washed away All my troubles
On the Chicago River after dark We watch the city lights tear the sky apart The wind was blowing her hair around As the scenery explodes, I'll tell you
is for ya" I went to Garden City to go get me a lawyer I went to jail, Monday I was in jail through Friday When you're black and you're in trouble man
the sands of the mighty Sahara lies, Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened tombs where dead men sleep. Gold fills hands, or is it sand, The same that covers everything? Where cities