Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure I'm out of time I'm out of rhyme I'm out of reason Season's change and leave me out in the cold The story's old The tale been told by many a scholar Got a fistful of dollar And pocketful of love God above if you hear me cryin' I've tried to sell my soul But no one's buyin' Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin' Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike me down (X3) It's gettin' cold It's time for dyin'
CHORUS Come on and watch me shine Like the world is mine (check it out) today Come on and watch me shine (check it out) Like the world is mine today Watch me shine (check it out)
Then the man was free from sin Bronx Style Bob: free from sin Cast the first stone then began the violence Bronx Style Bob: began the violence Let the man whose words ring true Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence Bronx Style Bob: through the silence Let the ones who lose their way Live to see just one more day in the sunshine Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa Let the one's who choose to stray Recognize the price they'll pay In their lifetime Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (X2)
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Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross You nail me down and you watch me bleed Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed So lay my head against the earth Plant my body like a seed Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out) Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want You get what you deserve Or maybe what you need Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you need So fill my hole with precious dirt, love Till the soil and part the weed
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