Given good ground to walk around It would mean so much to me To see things for my still young self Or else, I might not believe Whatever people say in
reaching ocean walked for days The reaching ocean, you are mine The falling skyline is washed away This empty notion, you are mine Fishing the sky
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) Oh, look to the horizon, Something's flying in the air, Leather sings on green scales, I see dragons over there. They won't stay
译文: 阿普尔西德演员. 钓鱼天空.
译文: 鳟鱼在美国. 龙在天.
Given good ground to walk around on It would mean so much to me to see Things for my still young self or else I might not believe whatever people
United we stand and divided we form Unless we let the evil ..us God is all Put a .. under the sky is the .. felling Sharks attacking bulls and people ... Fish
long for freedom, for freedom You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and the sky to fall (The silver
The sky is green, greener than a Gardener's dream, the grass is green Together they sing Gaily, gaily, glee, gaily, glee, gaily, gaily, glee Green glass fish
Jump out this next world Is gone overground That sky is ecstasy dancin' My child, my woman My daughter, my son Together planning to party Just wait
baby, don't you cry One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin' Then you spread your little wings and take to the sky, take to the sky But until
Summertime, and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin', and the Cotton is high. Oh, your Daddy's rich, and your Mama's good-lookin'. so hush little baby
Summertime When the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high You're daddy's rich And your mom is good lookin' So hush little baby Don't
sky you know how i feel reeds drifting on by you know how i feel it's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me and i'm feeling good Fish in
on the ocean and upon our seas Fish full of mercury Ah, oh mercy, mercy me Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no no Radiation underground and in the sky
Summertime And de livin is easy Fish are jumpin An de cotton is high Oh yo daddy's rich An yo ma's good lookin So hush little baby don you cry One of
streets A homeless dude throws up on my feet And I see just how pointless life is Full on existential crisis Tear off my clothes and scream at the sky
the oceans and upon our seas Fish full of mercury Oh, mercy, mercy me Oh, things ain't what they used to be Radiation under ground and in the sky Animals
