dichotomy To love to hate The light in me Too loud to hear Too bright to see The incest of infamy To be or not to be So I may be tainted in my truth
police and sold they're crack on Better known as back home, where they treat the Arabs, and the Spanish wrong, and the Blacks wrong, there he go with that song You may be
get weak may the love words I speak and the arms that I seek be yours love May the Lord's shining grace be yours love may the happiest face be yours love May
Ditch digger or a governor Just doowutchyalike Look how ya like Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected [Incomprehensible] had to be
light to shine... [ piano ] Don't forget your brother as you travel through the land wait for the light to shine He may be in trouble and may need a
too We ain't gone play with this shit, same label and shit Like brothers, different mothers, but we twins in this shit Like piano keys, two junkies, we'll be
to use it, can't make it alone Boogie Motel, Boogie Motel May be sleazy, but it's cheap and it's easy Between heaven and hell, yeah, you never can tell, no May be
is that it makes you feel so good. I have a song here which I realise should be accompanied on a folk instrument in which category the piano does not
modal tune, which means -- for the benefit of any layman who may have wandered in this evening -- that I play a wrong note ever And then. [piano] This
Come what may Stars are gonna shine Come what may The big old sun will rise Come what may Night is gonna follow the day Come what may Rain's gonna fall
you may the time And you may devotion I may have the feeling But I just haven't got the emotion You can quote me words of love From passion's poetry But I must be
of restless I guess She was dreaming And counting her blessings Trouble is on a glorious day You start believing Bad can be good someday, bad can be
Jeff Moss Baby Rowlf at piano Baby Piggy: No matter what life may bring, no matter what I may do, be sure of one special thing I'm gonna always be loving
... I don't want the piano in here Ernie. ...well Sure, Bert, what's a sing-along without a piano? [starts to play piano] It's ME, that's what it is...
need to telephone and talk to you, To see if you remember things the way I do. It won't be too much longer `til we'll be old and gray, And winding up
Don't worry bout me it's all over now though I may be blue I'll manage somehow Love can't be explained can't be controled one day it's warm next day it
So, U found me Good, I'm glad This is Prince - the cool of cools Some of U may not know this, but some of U may know Some of U may not want 2 know
