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Rappers, troubadours in the back door
Crazy teller drinking on the kitchen floor all night
Racing division at a hundred and three
Her singing, it was rapture, it was ecstasy, oh

Madam Lisa of the
Messenger of
Yeah, she was the of

light and lovin' inspiration
She break you down with sheer imagination, oh yeah
Her old man was so cruel and
One day he went too far and he got his

Lisa of the stars
Messenger of
Messenger of
Shine your on

Makin in the setting sun
looking at me like I am the one
Wild and but with nowhere to run
Shine your on

Trapped, the broken, the innocent
Baby, we over before we'd begun
Ill be for you till my freedom comes
comes

Shine on, on
on, shine on

When she the trigger
I could hear it out for miles and miles

From the circus we grew up
head turned to me
And I was up in the light
by the sound

The confession in her
when we met
And I was sentenced for
I know we would forget

love in the setting sun
She looking at me I am the one
Wild and but with nowhere to run
your light on

Trapped, the broken, the ones
Baby, we were over before we'd
Ill be running for you till our comes
comes
on