| Silence the Pianos and with nothing drum, bring out the coffin
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| Let the airplanes circle mourning overhead, scribbling on the sky the message
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| He is dead, the stars are not wanted now. |
| Put out everyone
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| Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
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| Put away the ocean and sweep up the wood
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| For nothing now can ever come to any good
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| Allow, Allow, Allow to introduce myself
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| Chemande its the ODB
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| Children, do do yo thing, O-D-B. |
| Like ODB say we for the children
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| Its Time for me to move on, Its not, its time for Old Dirty Bastard
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| To not exist no more, its time for a new Old Dirty Bastard
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| N you know a baby Old Dirty Bastard, not called old dirt bastard as that baby
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| But you will call him Old Dirty Bastard
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| Whats yo name, Old Dirty Bastard
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| And I’m the dirtiest thing in sight
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| Filthy style understands. |
| Say say say my name again
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| Scream at the top top top of your lungs
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| Old Dirty Bastard Live and Uncut
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| Why? |
| Its always the good ones that have to die
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| You never expect it, that night I cried, I was like damn
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| (Noooo) There no need to cry, dry your eyes
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| Cause we all die
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| Thats the way the duray supposed to be around cryin and shit
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| Mothefucker go on, thats it, say shit we had big fun while he was here
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| Ain’t no need to start cryin now cause he gone
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| Thats the way life is isn’t it |