time runs out on this New Years Eve Another year gone, another year older With visions of youth, slowly taking me over Broken down fighting with time For
Sophomore, three years, ain't picked a career She like, fuck it, I'll just stay down here and do hair 'Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new
fun with the bitch, as she sprung on my dick Guess I'll pull it out and just cum on the bitch And from New Year's Day to New Year's Eve And everyday
, better step back Put holes in ya back you can bet that, hustle for the dollar Eve, like to cut you, make you holler Play cuts for bucks and watch 'em pile up
all of your tears dry, let your troubles roll by Let your troubles roll by Like New Year's eve, tonight's underway But tomorrow you'll wake up afraid
I'm up in the hood Catch me steppin' in the mud when I'm up in the hood Catch me hustlin' on the block when I'm up in the hood Catch me clutchin' on
catch no case, I got no money for bail I'm hurtin', up in the E.R. before New Year's Eve Said they're nothing we can do and we suggest that you leave
with an instinct for the pain That drives the men inside her wild and women wanting her insane Both lovers bring their cameras to the beach on New Year?s Eve
new years eve We danced from relief Everything must change, nothing stays the same Nothing stays the same oh, Nothing stays the same oh We danced like new
alibi The New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven I watched flies fuck on channel 11 There was no one to kiss, there was nothing to drink Except some
shooting the uh, title sequence for Uncle Meat right now, which is the name of the Mothers of Invention movie that we've been working on for about three years
is surely amiss For there is nothing of god Nothing of god Nothing of god Nothing of god Nothing of god in this" And then he asked for the child To be
New Year's resolution for me. (The CHORUS starts up again.) ALL By this time next year I will get my foot in the door Next year I know I'm going to
New Year's Eve It will be cold tonight, kill the heat And shut out all the lights Cut the phone line too Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
a cheat My vows all mean nothing I'm weaker than a priest Board up the windows and lock all the doors Like a hurricane I'm always given a new name Board up
nigga daz It's 12.30 am, christmas eve I'm out with the gangstas and thieves Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup [put rudolph
of the sky And we dressed like kings and queens and lovers and We shouted out into the night "We're never gonna die" Spent New Year's Eve Just thinkin
But hold tight, 'cuz it's not over yet I don't even feel like I'm not sober yet And it ring like shots in the projects New Year's Eve And it ain't even
