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I Go to Pieces

When I see him walkin' down the street
I get so shaky and I feel so weak
I tell my eyes 'Look the other way'
But they don't listen to a word I say, and I
 
Go to pieces and I wanna cry
Go to pieces and I almost die
Every time my baby passes by
 
I tell my arms they'll hold someone new
Another love that will be true
But they don't listen, they don't seem to care
They reach for him, but he's not there, and I
 
Go to pieces and I wanna cry
Go to pieces and I almost die
Every time my baby passes by
 
I remember what he said, when he said
'Goodbye, baby, we'll meet again soon maybe
But until we do, all my best to you'
I'm so lonely, I think about him only
 
I go to places we used to go
But I know he'll never show
He has hurt me so much inside
Now I hope he's satisfied, and I
 
Go to pieces and I wanna cry
Go to pieces and I almost die
Every time my baby passes by
 
Go to pieces and I cry
Every time my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I wanna cry
Every time my baby passes by
 

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These Women

I wanna flow in the streams of consciousness
Row across the rivers of loneliness
Steer clear of the rocks
Oh, I wanna dive for pearls
In folds of glistening tides
I wanna roll on the high seas ride
The passions of our lives
 
Flight from L.A., arrivals, searching eyes for someone
But not that one. I watch and fantasize
She looks good, looks my age
So self-contained, and she gives me strength
These women move through my life
 
Tennis is her claim to fame. She’s got cute curls,
A good stride. A bit too thin.
Why I do I thrill to hear her small cry each time she serves?
What a dish! I can wish…
When women move through my life
These women move through my life
 
I wanna flow in the streams of consciousness
Row across the rivers of loneliness
I wanna flow in the streams of consciousness
Row across the rivers of loneliness
 
Breakfast at Dewey’s, two years
Best friends, and then she died
She was quite outrageous. Every day
I wish she was sitting across the table
Drinking her tea. She loved me.
And she moved through my life
These women move through my life
 
She’s at the toll booth, takes my money
Hands me my receipt, and our eyes meet
And suddenly we have made each other more real.
We just have to smile. It’s the force of life
These women bring to my life
These women move through my life
I wanna flow in the streams of consciousness
Row across the rivers of loneliness
Steer clear of the rocks
Oh, I wanna dive for pearls
In folds of glistening tides
I wanna roll on the high seas ride
Roll on the high seas ride
Roll on the high seas ride
The passions of our lives
 
I wanna flow, row
I wanna go
I wanna row and flow
I wanna dive for pearls in folds of glistening, glistening tides
 

I Refuse

Sometimes I
I just want to close my eyes
And act like everyone’s alright
When I know they’re not
This world needs God
But it’s easier to stand and watch
I could say a prayer and just move on
Like nothing's wrong

But I refuse

[Chorus:]
‘Cause I don’t want to live like I don’t care
I don’t want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse to
Sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose not to move
But I refuse

I can hear the least of these
Crying out so desperately
And I know we are the hands and feet
Of You, oh God
So if You say move
It's time for me to follow through
And do what I was made to do
And show them who You are

[Chorus]

To stand and watch
The weary and lost
Cry out for help
I refuse
To turn my back
And try and act
Like all is well
I refuse
To stay unchanged
To wait another day
To die to myself
I refuse
To make one more excuse

[Chorus]

Ridin' High

I'm living just to live it up, 
whoa, yeah.
 
Since the day that I was born, 
I've been rockin' round my block,
just a leather-coated lover 
with a tattoo on my heart, yeah.
 
Now I'm goin' downtown,
feel like struttin' my stuff, babe.
Workin' on a one-track mind
and maybe that's enough. 
 
Now keep the motor running
'cause I ain't got time to waste.
Undressing for success, 
I guess I'm blessed with good taste.
 
Ain't no dream, you're seeing things 
you've never seen before, oh, yeah.
Well, I'm breathing down your neck, 
knocking down your door, yeah.
 
Livin' just to live it up.
Ridin' high, ridin' free,
gonna live it up before they bury me.
Radar says 103,1
gonna live it up before they bury me, 
hope they bury me, yeah.
Oh, fun times.
 
I'm livin' just to live it up.
Ridin' high, ridin' free,
gonna live it up before they bury me.
Radar says 103,
gonna live it up before they bury me, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
 
Gonna live up, gonna live it up.
 
Ridin' high, livin' just to live it up.
 
  • 1. 103 miles per hour

California

[Intro: E-40]
Throwin’ up the upside down M (the upside down M)
E-40, the W, like the hotel
West Coast! Y’all picked the right person to bring this shit to life
I’mma speak some real this
This how that shit go down
I’m the soul narrator
 
[Verse 1: E-40]
It’s zany on these dumping grounds
Don’t be slippin’ with your pants down
They got some big shit hundred rounds
That’ll knock you out your shoes and spin your neck around
Crooked cops, crooked dice, crooked streets
Dark guns, dark alleys, dark reefs
Don’t get fooled by the palm trees and the beach
They wake your ass up, put the pistol to your teeth
Where the safe at? Where the shoe box? Where your duffel, patna?
Lost souls, they don’t believe in karma
The fast lane, fast cars, fast cash
Bad bitches, big titties, big ass (who out here?)
Celebrities and socialites
Pimps, gangstas, and hustlas under the streetlights
They’ll run up on ya, make sure you with some real ones
When you come in California
 
[Hook 1: Ariel Pink]
Even when it’s flying high
Watching the weather
Up above, the city skies
And gettin’ it together
California, California
 
[Verse 2: E-40]
Cali, the land of opportunity
San Quintin and Silicon Valley
Where they learn to play the corner
Where they play with drumsticks that’ll go through body armour
In the Pacific to be specific (what they like to do?)
Where they’ll follow you on the freeway
Catch you gettin’ off an exit when you least expect it
Unexpected, in the middle of the daylight where the traffic hectic
Bold, cold, these judges ain’t plannin’ on gettin’ old, old
Got hit now he layin’ up in the road, road
His mama outside up in her robe, robe (her robe?)
(Where you from?) West Coast!
You sick out this bitch, as I squash like this
The fog and the mist (West Coast!)
I yell that shit out, that’s all that I know, that’s how that shit go
 
[Hook 2: Ariel Pink]
Even when it’s flying high
Watching the weather
Up above and try hard to
Get it together
California, California
 
[Outro: Ariel Pink]
Up above the cities skies in California
And soon we'll be flying high in California
In California