jimmychung
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..fuck off!
I love this man.
I love this man.
The Man in Black says...
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wAy2sTeEzY4u
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hes wearin white in that picture sir.
-benedetto
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its tan
jimmychung
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no kidding, he's still the man in black
*Fujative*
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its a black and white picture... its kinda hard to tell
=Worf=
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Early one morning while making the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and i shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away i run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Warren, Mexico
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walks a sheriff from Jericho Hills
He says Willie Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Oh yes oh yes my name is Willie Lee
If youu've got a warrant just a read it to me
Shot her down because she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more
When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
Had no friends for to post my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail
Early next morning not a half past nine
I saw a sheriff coming down the line
He handcuffed me as he cleared his throat
He said come on you dirty hack into that distrcit court
Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
In about five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I hollered Lordy Lordy have mercy on me!
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
99 years in the Folsom pen
99 years underneath that ground
I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on you gotta listen on to me
Lay off that whiskey, and let that cocaine be!
I took a shot of cocaine and i shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away i run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Warren, Mexico
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walks a sheriff from Jericho Hills
He says Willie Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Oh yes oh yes my name is Willie Lee
If youu've got a warrant just a read it to me
Shot her down because she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more
When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
Had no friends for to post my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail
Early next morning not a half past nine
I saw a sheriff coming down the line
He handcuffed me as he cleared his throat
He said come on you dirty hack into that distrcit court
Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
In about five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I hollered Lordy Lordy have mercy on me!
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
99 years in the Folsom pen
99 years underneath that ground
I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on you gotta listen on to me
Lay off that whiskey, and let that cocaine be!
=Worf=
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Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.
I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.
Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.
I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.
Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.
