I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver Bad news
[Black Thought] From the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black morning From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects family tree This is mad abstract All
battle again? I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
went to max's Kansas City Got down the nitty gritty With the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down As the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band
in times like these nothing scares me more than the sound of a ringing telephone bad news i can tell on the voice that it's a message from an unhappy
battle again? I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans Oh damn, totin' two pistols like Yosemite Sam Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
deranged temper, with a short fuse I don't know what you thought, but you gon' lose I'm bad news.. saying turn me loose Since Tupac got popped, who the
was I make it rain on 'em, they callin' scattered showers I'm the motherfuckin' weatherman Tornado money can't fit it in a rubber band Check tha news
we went to max's Kansas City Got down the nitty gritty With the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down As the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band
(T. Drummond/R. Cooder) (C#7) Well, did you hear the good news ? There's gonna be some bad blues Somebody said they're playing all night long So
, new york? Que pasa, new york? Yeah, rock on! Ow! uh! Yeah! Que pasa, new york? Que pasa, new york? Hey! what a bad, bad city! Bad-ass city! Bad
over the streets I know And everything that I used to see has gone To another place Now I can?t help but feel a sudden anger in me Starting from my stomach
I just got in from town The news is all around Push has come to shove At madam plum?s The ice?s about to break And the pigs are on the take And they?
I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news
real Become obsolete, high-strung from a beat A strong minded individual delivering defeat Blood rivers in the street, keep flowing or retreat Deep
