Lyrics to Parker
Yellow doves ï¬y above, ï¬ower bed of roses,
in between their noses sits a little man
caressing his can of gold
He started out at grammar school and made his way by following the rules
Heʼd pride himself on doing great got Aʼs as grades on every test heʼd take
Cus he came from nothing, want to be something better than his daddy was
But his father told him son, Ê»being ï¬rst ainʼt number oneʼ then he said
Donʼt ï¬y so high that you canʼt see the ground or hear itʼs sounds
Sparks turn to ï¬ames, burn up your wings theyʼll bring you down
Find the value of love dear boy, open up your veins and let your cauffers bleed
Free
He grew from boy to man
and had a plan that led him straight into the jewelers biz
Got himself four cars, three homes, two dogs,
one ï¬ne wife the life he always wanted
But work came ï¬rst, wife came second, ï¬ddled for two years too long
Till one day when he came home, looked around and she was gone
Found a note upon the bed, he unfolded it and read, and it said
While you were ï¬ying high and tending to your gold
I met a man named Jackson who fucked right to my soul
Find the value of love dear boy, open up your veins and let your cauffers bleed
Free
Every now, every now I think about him
Now and then I stop and stare and think about him
Yellow doves ï¬y above, ï¬ower bed of roses,
in between their noses sits a little man
caressing his can of gold
in between their noses sits a little man
caressing his can of gold
He started out at grammar school and made his way by following the rules
Heʼd pride himself on doing great got Aʼs as grades on every test heʼd take
Cus he came from nothing, want to be something better than his daddy was
But his father told him son, Ê»being ï¬rst ainʼt number oneʼ then he said
Donʼt ï¬y so high that you canʼt see the ground or hear itʼs sounds
Sparks turn to ï¬ames, burn up your wings theyʼll bring you down
Find the value of love dear boy, open up your veins and let your cauffers bleed
Free
He grew from boy to man
and had a plan that led him straight into the jewelers biz
Got himself four cars, three homes, two dogs,
one ï¬ne wife the life he always wanted
But work came ï¬rst, wife came second, ï¬ddled for two years too long
Till one day when he came home, looked around and she was gone
Found a note upon the bed, he unfolded it and read, and it said
While you were ï¬ying high and tending to your gold
I met a man named Jackson who fucked right to my soul
Find the value of love dear boy, open up your veins and let your cauffers bleed
Free
Every now, every now I think about him
Now and then I stop and stare and think about him
Yellow doves ï¬y above, ï¬ower bed of roses,
in between their noses sits a little man
caressing his can of gold
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