the wild kangaroo Like those birds of a feather, they're gathering together And feeling exactly like you They got mesmerized by lullabies and limbo danced in Pairs Please lock
No more See how all the people gather 'round Hey, isn't it a thrill to see them crawl? Keep your eyes ahead and don't look down Yeah, and lock
and lock we got hip-hop Whether you want it or not God ain't done with what we got Let this music take you to a place Where all your problems run away
I've buried under prideful vines Grown to hide the mess I've made inside of me come decorate, Lord And open up the creaking door and walk upon the dusty floor Scrape away
back of the Black Bayou Way up the road from Hattie's shack Lies a sleepy little Okeechobee town Talk of swamp witch Hattie Lock you in when the sun
the evil lies. They've got a plan, Witchcraft in the land, The won't stop 'til every girl is trieda?¦ (chorus) Now you're being locked away Your soul
Dig this and dig it deep What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they became arch enemies
potholes and gravel Hot holes and what have you, tryin' to clock dough Foes tryin' to pop shots through you by code Pigs tryin' to grab you and lock
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ENSEMBLE Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya QUEENIE Ya ya! ENSEMBLE Ya ya! QUEENIE Brrrrrrrrrrr! Ooh! Lock the door and stop complaining Gather
as day I'm trying not to notice it But it won't go away (The end of the lesson... Marian and Laura gather up their brushes and paints. They go to exit
gathered in. Brain left to rot, gray matter waste. Acquired to complete his sin. Dominion of terror Mindless souls gathered in, life is taken away. One
Or how the hell you came to it? Flashback to images of that night, out in patterson They pulled him over heading home from a gathering And when
i was a bird, spread my wings, and take off and fly yeah yeah yeah yeah i had the swirl and ache from sprays of honeysuckle that when they're gathered
doing nights sits beside a wall of screens but he's not watching - gazing into the steam rising from his cup of coffee He's locked away inside Staring
[ Part I - Hall Of Saurian Entombment ] Through Subterranean Labyrinths of Catacombs We Hath Crawled To Gather in this Dimly Lit Hall Of Colossal Proportion
which this story is told A tale of human cannibals Brought into the fold One cold and stormy night When the asylum did not lock From inside the patients gathered
Headhunters, headshrinkers and long distance runners Dust gathers on momentos, dust gathers on proud moments Young voices grow thick and old The cheers
experience Mercenary paid to slaughter Sector madness kill and destroy Missing captive locked up In contaminated camps Only war of liberation Let them gather