Prodigal Son (Letra)

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Well a poor boy took his father’s bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where God only knows
And that’ll be the way to get along

Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had and famine come in the land
Said, "I believe I’ll go and hire me to some man"
And that’ll be the way I’ll get along

Well, man said, "I’ll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I’ll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`Cause that is no way to get along

Said, "I believe I’ll ride, believe I’ll go back home
Believe I’ll go back home
Believe I’ll ride, believe I’ll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go"
And that’ll be the way to get along

Well, father said, "See my son coming home to me
Coming home to me"
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me"
Mercy

Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "Father will you look on me as a child?"
Yeah

Well father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
Call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
‘Cause that’s the way for us to get along"
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In a place where outlaws abound from the range
???on a day mountains has fallen to falls???
In a land where boys are forbiden to grow
And mell is the only master
Were the higway ends and the desert breakes
And buildings are bendt from great earthquackes
And statesmen crawl on their bellys like snakes
And feed of the public hunger
In a land were sky-scrapers scratch the sky
And delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Papa stands on the corner he ???waitin’ to beat the drum???
Welcome home my prodigal son
When rivers run raging through city streets
And great eagels have fallen from their loofty peaks
And policemen moonlight the sideshow freeks
For the final crime is commited
When presidents ride in ford mustangs
And the black man releases his caddilac ???fangs???
And your chech died in bed as the landlord thanks the young girl next door
For the rent
Where telegraph wires are atached to your mind
Delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Papa stands on the corner ???waitin to beat the drum???
Welcome home my prodigal son
When the telephone rings and falls of the hook
And your legs have been stolen by some defense department crook
And you startin’ to think about writing a book
But now you won’t pledge allingence to anything
And the maid comes in with coffee and cake
In a low-cut dress she wore just for your sake
You explain your not dead and she takes it as a compliment
And sticks out her tounge and asks for requests
In a land were skyscrapers scrapes the sky
And delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Papa stands on the corner ???waitin’ to beat the drum???
Welcome home my prodigal son

Prodigal Son (Letra)

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The loneliest place in the world is without You
Too many of my days Lord, I’ve tried to spend there
Searching for what I know was only found in You
I strayed so far away, I wasn’t sure You were still there
But deep in my heart was a faint security
And I could almost feel Your open arms
And hear You say to me

(Chorus)
Prodigal son, come back to my love
You are the one, that my heart seeks for
Whatever you’ve done, I cannot even remember
Although there are many in my house
It’s still empty without my prodigal son

Have You so much mercy You would pardon me
It’s so hard to believe Your love would hide my sins
And even though You take the past far away from me
Could this be a chance to have my place in You again
Speak clear to me Lord that my faith would fully mend
If this is a chance to come home
Then would You please say again

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge)
And what makes you think, I’m no longer your Father
For nothing can separate you from My love
And each day I go out to the road where you departed
Saying maybe today my lost one will come
And in hopes of your return
I stand with open arms saying

(Chorus B)
Prodigal son, come back to my love
You are the one, that my heart seeks for
Whatever you’ve done, I cannot even remember
Although there are many in my house
Fulfill my joy and come to me prodigal son
(Repeat)

Please hurry home, because I love you

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Cuz growin up i was never the logical one
Packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
With a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo i’ve never been back
Filled with spite staying high as a kite
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
Pool hustling trying to make that green
I’ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13
Working like a bitch like a god damn tank
Some disagree because me rents had bank
But all that’s gold non’t always glitter
So i’ll take another puff from my one hitter
I’m a slave tot he trade i’m paid to rhyme
Blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
Cause money, money, money ain’t shit to me
But i gotta make a lot just to be free
Please god please i’ll pay any cost
If you’d just stop the world cause i wanna get off
There’s too much hardship there’s too much pain
There’s too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I’ve been to your mountains i’ve been to your seaside
And everywhere i went somebody’s wanted a free ride
But parasites can’t fake the rock
And any suckers that step in my way are getting shot
Cause i hold key to my own success
And suckers that step shall be put to rest
Yes, i hold the key to my own success
And suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest,
So pass the buddha the funky tie hooter
And watch me rip because i’m such a slick shooter.
Not a generic dime a dozen m.c.
Never was in a posse never wanted to be
Now i’ve neen walkin the earth since the beginning of ti
And won’t leave till i’ve received that 7th sign
All this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
But life keeps going on and on and on and on
The world’s end don’t worry me
And i’m gonna get where i’m going just hurry me
Cause i’m in no rush and i can’t stand rushin
Everything is slow motion like i’m trippin on tussin
Fussin with the girls they waste my time
Thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
Crucified by the critics everyday
Cause i ain’t really got that much to say
I’m a slave to the trade i’m paid to rhyme
I don’t wear a watch and i don’t keep time
I live my life just like the skipper
But only at night because i’m a day tripper
Twitchin-shakin like corky shootin smack
But still life goes on
Visions of red shoot through my head
And i won’t stop trippin till the day i’m dead.

Prodigal Son (Letra)

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Cuz growin up I was never the logical one
packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
with a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo I’ve never been back
filled with spite staying high as a kite
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
pool hustling trying to make that green
I’ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13
working like a bitch like a god damn tank
some disagree because me rents had bank
but all that’s gold non’t always glitter
so I’ll take another puff from my one hitter
I’m a slave tot he trade I’m paid to rhyme
blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
cause money, money, money ain’t shit to me
but I gotta make a lot just to be free
Please God Please I’ll pay any cost
If you’d just stop the world cause I wanna get off
there’s too much hardship there’s too much pain
there’s too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I’ve been to your mountains I’ve been to your seaside
and everywhere I went somebody’s wanted a free ride
but parasites can’t fake the Rock
and any suckers that step in my way are getting shot
cause I hold key to my own success
and suckers that step shall be put to rest
yes, I hold the key to my own success
and suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest,
so pass the buddha the funky tie hooter
and watch me rip because I’m such a slick shooter.
not a generic dime a dozen M.C.
never was in a posse never wanted to be
now I’ve neen walkin the earth since the beginning of ti
and won’t leave till I’ve received that 7th sign
all this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
but life keeps going on and on and on and on
the world’s end don’t worry me
and I’m gonna get where I’m going just hurry me
cause I’m in no rush and I can’t stand rushin
everything is slow motion like I’m trippin on tussin
fussin with the girls they waste my time
thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
crucified by the critics everyday
cause I ain’t really got that much to say
I’m a slave to the trade I’m paid to rhyme
I don’t wear a watch and i don’t keep time
I live my life just like the skipper
but only at night because I’m a day tripper
twitchin-shakin like corky shootin smack
but still life goes on
visions of red shoot through my head
and I won’t stop trippin till the day I’m dead.

Prodigal Son (Letra)

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Cuz growin up i was never the logical one
Packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
With a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo i’ve never been back
Filled with spite staying high as a kite
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
Pool hustling trying to make that green
I’ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13
Working like a bitch like a god damn tank
Some disagree because me rents had bank
But all that’s gold non’t always glitter
So i’ll take another puff from my one hitter
I’m a slave tot he trade i’m paid to rhyme
Blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
Cause money, money, money ain’t shit to me
But i gotta make a lot just to be free
Please god please i’ll pay any cost
If you’d just stop the world cause i wanna get off
There’s too much hardship there’s too much pain
There’s too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I’ve been to your mountains i’ve been to your seaside
And everywhere i went somebody’s wanted a free ride
But parasites can’t fake the rock
And any suckers that step in my way are getting shot
Cause i hold key to my own success
And suckers that step shall be put to rest
Yes, i hold the key to my own success
And suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest,
So pass the buddha the funky tie hooter
And watch me rip because i’m such a slick shooter.
Not a generic dime a dozen m.c.
Never was in a posse never wanted to be
Now i’ve neen walkin the earth since the beginning of ti
And won’t leave till i’ve received that 7th sign
All this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
But life keeps going on and on and on and on
The world’s end don’t worry me
And i’m gonna get where i’m going just hurry me
Cause i’m in no rush and i can’t stand rushin
Everything is slow motion like i’m trippin on tussin
Fussin with the girls they waste my time
Thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
Crucified by the critics everyday
Cause i ain’t really got that much to say
I’m a slave to the trade i’m paid to rhyme
I don’t wear a watch and i don’t keep time
I live my life just like the skipper
But only at night because i’m a day tripper
Twitchin-shakin like corky shootin smack
But still life goes on
Visions of red shoot through my head
And i won’t stop trippin till the day i’m dead.

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(rev. wilkins)

Well a poor boy took his father’s bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where god only knows
And that’ll be the way to get along

Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had and famine come in the land
Said, "i believe i’ll go and hire me to some man"
And that’ll be the way i’ll get along

Well, man said, "i’ll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I’ll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`cause that is no way to get along

Said, "i believe i’ll ride, believe i’ll go back home
Believe i’ll go back home
Believe i’ll ride, believe i’ll go back home
Or down the road as far as i can go"
And that’ll be the way to get along

Well, father said, "see my son coming home to me
Coming home to me"
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, "sing and praise, lord have mercy on me"
Mercy

Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "father will you look on me as a child?"
Yeah

Well father said, "eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
Call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
‘cause that’s the way for us to get along"
Hey

Prodigal Son (Letra)

Rolling Stones

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Listen to me Lamia, listen to what I’ve got to say.
I’ve got these feelings, and they won’t go away.
I’ve got these fears inside that’ll bring me to my knees.
Oh help me Lamia or I’m sure I’ll die, oh please.

I feel unsettled, now I know that I’ve done wrong.
I’ve messed around with mystic things
and magic for too long.
I feel I’m being paid with this nightmare inside me,
The devil’s got a hold on my soul
and he just won’t let me be.

I’m on my knees, oh help me please.
I’m on my knees, help me please.

Oh Lamia please try to help me.
The devil’s got a hold of my soul and he won’t let me be.
Lamia I’ve got this curse, I’m turning to bad.
The devil’s got a hold of my soul, and it’s driving me mad.

Oh Lamia please try to help me.
The devil’s got a hold of my soul and he won’t let me be.
Lamia I’ve got this curse, I’m turning to bad.
The devil’s got a hold of my soul,
and it’s driving me mad. Oh