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birds Movies on replay These are the days These are the days These are the days These are the days Kick the backlogs off, we're running Time well spent,
Cat dog cat dog cat dog Working so much my trap got a backlog Arr arrr arrr im barkin bad dog Meow meow moew ooh cat dog Cat dog cat dog cat dog
those things I've done. It's easy looking backwards. We're going forwards with no time to spare. It's hard to fight a backlog. Please ensure us that
lick on the hand Choose the perspective of an old dog Show your heart with love Comes to hate and worry, there's a backlog Sometimes laying in the sun
Overdu-Hello, and welcome to Some One Manatee Band, the first disc of The Backlog Trilogy, by Jub. I'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart
Couldn't come soon enough Couldn't come soon enough Seventh funk I'm in the backlog And I wanna break free From all the tough projects Holding me
Let my backlog burn Sold out and moved on Thought you'd save me Instead you let me burn cll those questions that all sorts Throw at you Come
out of hand, putting it blandly I command a backlog of artistic thought products' blueprints ready for me to develop and implement Enough to keep me
that you did Man I wrote it in the backlogs Imma drown out all the bad sounds And mix em' with the bath salts (Yeah Yeah) Swimming through these hoes
your ways Not like you were before (not like you were before) You’ve changed your ways While I (I) I take the bait Reel me (reel me) with your backlog
Got a heart without a home No time to shop around Just left another loser by the Lost and Found Got a backlog of love Keep fallin' way behind Catch
In the backlog of conversations We never had We wait for love Yes, we wait for love Yes, you wait for love
a week In my faded tight-legged jeans With a backlog full of hobo stories And dilapidated dreams [Chorus] She said, "I want to learn a love song
walking out While your mind was clocking out A new to-do list seems to be piling up With the backlog that it always brings All the loose ends they
nightmare full of fear Solvent raining from the sky backlog danger hypnotize glass blown eyes Stain in drain on procreate fascinate me instigate care
to be around Not feeling so well And as far as she can tell Her backlogs getting big To be clean and regular, is her ambition in life If she was clean
hope everyone’s feeling bless fam Cos I’m about to spread about this next jam I stack songs I got a backlog Wax on and then wax off I treat the beat like
place Where I wanna be In the industry If not I know I’ve still got My backlog and it will never be forgot Lost But never forgot Lost But never forgot
to laughed Cause they couldn’t give a fuck that you need a little help Never had a dad through the vital years Developing a backlog of fears And couldn’t find
the scene I can only blame myself Like I had to Let a couple real brothers go and do their own ting Coz balancing your issues with a backlog of music Got me
only to keep it in my backlog Take advantage of when they asking where the facts are Time to man up because it ain't no time to slack off Gotta pass it
a new glock, call it peacock Leaves on deck, got a backstop Got a backlog, and it shamrock Got a padlock on the catwalk Show's been mine, don't act
And riding high on the day's crusades Backlog the waste and the taking space A different taste of a new kind of chase And rolling seas of long lost mysteries
thats better And thats where we are now With like six CDs in my backlog Beez in the Trap on the top of the tracks when i made my first record Thought
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