Christmas in Prison (feat. John Prine) - Bright Eyes

You come home late and you come home early You come on big when you're feeling small You come home straight and you come home curly Sometimes you don't come home at all So what in the world's come over you And what in heaven's name have you done You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness You're out there running just to be on the run Well, I got a heart that burns with a fever And I got a worried and a jealous mind How can a love that'll last forever Get left so far behind What in the world's come over you What in heaven's name have you done You've broken the speed of the sound of lonelines You're out there running just to be on the run It's a mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow It's crossed the evil line today Well, how can you ask about tomorrow When we ain't got one word to say So what in the world's come over you What in heaven's name have you done You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness You're out there running just to be on the run You're out there running just to be on the run You're out there running just to be on the run

Yes boss, yes boss, yes boss, yes boss Police in helicopter, a search fi marijuana Policemen in the streets, searching fi collie weed Soldiers in the field, burnin' the collie weed But if you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields Soldier in the herb field, burnin' the collie weed Police in helicopter, a search fi marijuana Policemen in the streets, searching fi collie weed But if you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields Oh Police in helicopter, a search fi marijuana Policemen in the streets, searching fi collie weed Policemen in the fields, burnin' the collie weed But if you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields We don't trouble your banana, we don't trouble your corn We don't trouble your pimento, we don't trouble you at all So if you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields Woy Police in helicopter, a search fi marijuana Policemen in the streets, searching fi collie weed Police man in the fields, woy yow, burnin' the collie weed If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields If you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields Oy

Somewhere in my memory Christ the joy of our Christmas Living in my memory All of the music, all of the magic All of the family home here with me

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah