Andrew Wyatt
Harlem Boyzz
Things are getting kind of shaky up in harlemcrackheads are falling through the banistersand the articles of college prima donnas keep me from noticing the flowersbut oh my brother tell me when will we let it all goif you prefer to wear you head outside-inyou know you're going to do a lot of cryingso you stumble your way into a mcdonald'sorder a number five, it's criminalsomewhere children are behaving in a gardenfill up the ocean with a thimblebut oh my brother can we tell all the girls to go home?if you prefer to wear your head outside-inyou know you're going to do a lot of crying
From Letras Mania