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Texas cops and cooking drugs

But look at us in new York city
Everybody's listening too.
Here we are in new York city
Rock an droll in new York city
a question rather droll
For to march and drill
Over field and hill
Is a military goal
Is a military goal

By the ranks or single file
Over every jungle
Hup 2, 3, 4
Keep it up 2, 3, 4
Company sound off!

Oh, the aim of our patrol
Is a question rather droll
For to march and drill
over field
Hup 2, 3, 4
Keep it up 2, 3, 4
Company sound off!

Oh, the aim of our patrol
Is a question rather droll
For to march and drill
over field
a question rather droll
For to march and drill
Over field and hill 
Is a military goal
Is a military goal

Hup two thee four
Dress it up, two thee four
a dry gin's twist (of lime) 
Like a poor droll sir 
Like a poke's dull spurs 
Like a pastor's flock (no church)
dog's beyond control
Though it sometimes seems they're droll
It's a nuisance on the whole

I'm profoundly in love with Pandora
My poem has
on strong
She's coming on coming on coming on coming on
Coming on strong

Droll,
Try to mix her ego with her soul
Never mix the ego with the soul
I always
scene 

You can tell me that I got no class
Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last
Don't give me speeches 'cause they're oh so droll
Leave me
Slob Elephant: Is a question rather droll
For to march and drill
Over field and hill 
Is a military goal
Is a military goal

Hup two thee four
out to the grassy knoll
My heart runs and leaps like a deer
Compared to her the fairest are droll
Her singing in the breeze was all to hear, singing
I
first and I remain to finish with the scroll
No lenghtening shadows shall creep in to make this life seem droll
We've known so much of happiness yes we've
Uh Huh Hah
Zipped up my mouth coz I was starting to droll
Uh Huh Hah
It's all da da down to Goodnight Vienna!

[Chorus]

Get it up (Keep it up),
to Goodnight Vienna!

Felt like  a bohunk but I kept up my cool
Green as a frog, man I was back into school 
Zipped up my mouth coz I was starting to droll
in to make this life seem droll
We've known so much of happiness, we've had our cup of joy
And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy

I
about the loot 
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots 
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose 
I give the world to a woman, but I don't
status incomplete
To provide me with
Something better

Things come and go
This world is droll
All that I know
The Unknown knows

Talk to me you
- oh please my generation.

Your old slogans seems so quaint and droll in your head.
Is that an open mind or just a hole in your head?
Some dead
Of a'the lads in tinwald woun
The lovely fair, the black or broun
There never was sae droll a loon
As bonnie Johnnie Lowrie
My dad a peck o'lint did
tell me something, isn't this a bit drastic
My smiles are turning to plastic
Mirror mirror on the wall
What's the secret for staying droll

You know it
droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow
The stump of a pipe, he held tight in his teeth
merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white
like roses, his nose like a cherry
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow 

The stump
merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white
merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white

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