Lyrics:
Ridin' with my tool stocked
Who shot
Eighth up in my tube socks
Smoking til' my lungs are black and blue
Bum biddy bum, bum biddy bum bay
Bu-bum
anticipation of manoeuvre
Den I dey expect am by 7
So say by 9 she dey heaven
10 o'clock I call am den the phone off
11pm now I bore rough
11:15 I send am
your smile
Dark eyes so sharp they cut glass
And I don't even wanna talk about your ass
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
your smile
Dark eyes so sharp they cut glass
And I don't even wanna talk about your ass
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
We'll
[Chorus]
Pistol packin honkey drinkin no money BUM
The bum from the dark get a job you punk
Homeless people livin in the train stations
Just lazy
[Chorus]
Pistol packin honkey drinkin no money BUM
The bum from the dark get a job you punk
Homeless people livin in the train stations
Just lazy
wallets
All the power in our moves is sponsored by our knowledge (Yeah)
Passed on shady offers and making easy M's
Turning a house into an office wasn't
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
Said that she trusts us
In amongst corruption
We rise like the sun did
By the moon we are hunted
The shadows abduct us
Alien abductions
Had a drink
I was trained in Arizona
In a secret desert camp
Where we did night manoeuvres
Without a lighted lamp
I've got an old worn Trilby hat
That
gone
They turn dark when you're gone
You got that hometown smile
You got that look in your eyes
That says "Oh, every-thing will one day be alright"
in Thebes
Enthroned with cat-skinned girls
Her long dark hair braided with pearls
A red gown split revealed her thighs
As full lips rose
in some way
I look at them to see myself
to judge my life by someone else
The metaphors within replete:
the mirrors are the people that I met
Look
that I made love to
It was in a park
In the lower pleasure gardens in Bournemouth
In summer just after dark
My mind was reeling: Oh what a feeling.
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
I noticed when I walked in
The room went dark
Somebody better call the police
There's a guy here with no heart
He said he goes by the name
Modesto destros
Not putting up with your little gestos
Orchestral Maneuvers in the dark
I lost my leg
Swimming in sewers with the sharks
Do do do do do
In the dark we glow
Take heed to the Word yeah I'm taking notice
Locked in I'm focused
Yeah it can't be broken
On the Word I'm floating
Now I move with
of your tears
And I'm sitting here in the dark
Afraid to make a stupid call
Wishing I could bum a light
From the ghost of the gang tonight
Tonight
Each and every one of those, let em know
I shine a globe, even in the dark, stay smart
Stay sharp, as a harp played by a
Musician in this position
Feel
pick up a gun
I just been smokin' on piss, you was just smokin on bum
I just been smokin the flavor, you ain't been smokin' on nun
Came in this bitch
is Von Zipper
Shoot darts like cupid, leave em stuck on stupid
How I manoeuvre, leavin' 'em sayin' oohs and ahs
Your dream boat-type of man, I'm
of your life
But chances are we won't be talking by the end of tonight
God I'm a fuck up man why do I do this
I could end it all now this pipe in my right
to fly
I'm trying to get it by any means
Y'all won't survive
My soul is dark
My Christ is light
I feel I got plenty to lose like Noah's Ark
But y'all
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