But through the eyes of a child The world seems magical There's a sparkle in their eyes They've yet to realize The darkness in their soul The beauty of their smile
Bill Anderson/Steve Wariner I'm watching you go from room to room With all your boxes and your broom Packing up, sweeping out and taking down From off
Just like my pockets, your girl's titties is flat So when the bitch slid in correct with the funk from the big bra I kindly reply, with a smile, aiyyo
the mayor Then some niggas rushed in, punched him in his mouth Threw him down on the floor and started stompin him out Screamin fuck steve stoute, serve
Startina?? today What Ia??ve been through isna??t any more or any less Than anybody else Who ever had to face the truth But ita??s my pain If I can smile
is phenomenal I put a couple dots on your block like dominoes Red beaming them, I stay with my team and them I keep four nines in the tuck like Steve
right.. ..through the Eyes of a Child The World seems magical There's a sparkle in their eyes, They've yet to realise, The darkness in their soul. ..the Beauty of their smile
a long time now Go for coffee then we talk, talk reminisce Talk, talk on and on All about the things we missed But always just behind the smile You
in the sand Waiting for the moment that we hoped would never end And I came to you for comfort but it never stopped the pain I remember we were smiling
always crack a smile When I see your punk rock clothes And you try, try but you never fit in And you're never going to So pack it up, pack it in, so there Steve
something else, you are Fresh, fresh Girl you are something else, you are I know this girl, always walk with me But she talk to Steve, also talk to
Then some niggas rushed in, punched him in his mouth Threw him down on the floor and started stompin him out Screamin fuck Steve Stoute, serve street
Show me that smile again. (Show me that smile) Don?t waste another minute on your cryin?. We're nowhere near the end (nowhere near) The best is ready
Buy up your pad and pencil, I'll give you a piece of my mind, In my opinionation, the sun is gonna surely shine. Stop all your fussin', Slap on a smile
Well Mr. Burns had done it The power plant had won it With Roger Clemming Clucking all the while Mike Socher's tragic illness made a smile With Wey Boggs
and over the sea Back to a time in reality History and music and poetry Survive this timeless society So I cry out to this land Of ancient smiles To
of the crowd at the Roxy Club that night The men and women in uniform tried hard to keep it light Kevin Bacon played and sang and people started to smile
I do or see The felonies from day to day make me say what I say When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, smile for me And