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Chicago All Is Well

(Robert Lamm) All is well again I think I'm gonna be alright And I'm feeling better Again Loving you was sad Affairs of timing that were bad And the

: (Robert Lamm) All is well again I think I'm gonna be alright And I'm feeling better Again Loving you was sad Affairs of timing that were bad And the

no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote, all

7) (verse three) Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is popping lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk's heads out Doors is shut

check Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest An AK47 is

Ooh, well I got a girl with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone where I can hold

these young guys doin' our material?" She said, "I don't know I only came across here to see The changin' of the guards and all that jazz" Well, Bo Diddley

is missing you, your mom is missing you (N-n-no, no) Your pop is missing you, Dame is missing you Damn, we missing you, woo All we listen to is, all

the city is full of....radios And all the distortion pedals are melted There's sonic youth posters nailed up onto the...ceiling And the roof is falling