new and let it die Sing it over like a mountain high Sing it over as we've just begun Sing the moon and stars and sing the sun Sing it over as we've
Oh, did - Did I sing the ballad yet!? Was it wonderful? Oh, did I sing it? I didn't sing it, did I. Oh, so sorry." Lover, there will be another one to hover over
my chin And it's the ends here, hustle hustle, bling bing, blow it in About to hear the fat lady sing Don't matter what I'm saying, it's the answer
They ain't gonna expect it, we gonna move it's raining son, they ain't gonna expect it right now, they ain't gonna expect it, son [Tragedy] I ain
that I feel some thing come over me I don't know what it is with a devilish grin Foes and friend and bloody sin Don't know when it's gonna end Just like
it but I blew it, I was foolish Kicking back on the corner smoking a j everyday Some things never change, I'm still that way infact today I got so blazed, it
be the night that I feel some thing come over me I don't know what it is with a devilish grin Foes and friend and bloody sin Don't know when it's gonna
are blonde, in Africa they're black, for what it's worth The eagle's getting tired, the bear cannot flap his wings People running scared while the little girl sing
sing you songs of love again And when I get too drunk to sing We'll walk in the Irish rain Forever more I've stepped ashore My sailing days are over
the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings
morning it's on the downs And little white clouds like gamboling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it
big old maple tree Whenever I fly over and he wraps his wings 'round me Dad: We like to dig for worms and sometimes sing a little song My Daddy'
be a lying Suckers try to bite, they try to pursue it {Yea explain to musician. Them knew it, but them can't do it} (G) Lay It On Me Lay it on me now
Now hush, my little one Don't be afraid, your daddy's right here It's just a little dream And now it's gone, there's nothin' to fear So close your eyes
, anti-broke, conservative liberal Left-wing slangin', right-wing hangin' in criminal court, it's civil In the middle of reality, unsolved mysteries riddle Knockin' over
and cannot hold it. I have seen. (Dear Christ: the silence and the loss; we are born and fall. Dear Christ, you too are broken and lost and hanging like a Roman standard over
, it isn't much different. It's not them versus us the battle wages over future addictions Something's missing, and I can't quite focus on it Oh, it must
try and re-attach it I couldn't do it so I picked it up and threw it Off the building, just to see if all the children Were quick enough to catch it
