Hood Stuck
I'm not sleepy and there aint no place I'm going to.
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me for a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
All my senses have been stripped, and my hands can't feel to grip,
And my toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Onto my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
Black Sheep
Don’t look now, we’re branded, we’re the black sheep
Sewn apart and Siamese – the black sheep
When the water seems too deep
The shadows always wait beneath
But laughing loud we brave the role of black sheep
If you see me you’ll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills
But I take what it needs to be easy with the black
sheep now
Don’t look now, we’re stranded here as black sheep
Swallowed whole and out of reach – the black sheep
Unsafe enough for now
We’re shepherded from higher ground
But drowned all out we save the role of black sheep
If you see me you’ll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills
But I take what it needs to be easy with the black
sheep now