Lyrics:
He tails lights, you slam doors
You think twice oh oh oh oh oh
He thinks plans, you change course
Two damp lights oh oh oh oh oh
But you've got
Strange how you know inside me
I measure the time and I stand amazed
Strange how I know inside you
My hand is outstretched toward the damp
ever get to do is play Zappa's comedy music. HE EATS!
[Good Conscience:] Jeff!
[Jeff:] I get so tense!
[Bad Conscience:] Of course you do, my boy.
AND THE OTHERS OF THEIR KIN,
WITH THEIR DREADFUL, DISMAL STORIES OF THE OVERLANDER'S CAMP,
HOW HIS FIRE IS ALWAYS SMOKY, AND HIS BOOTS ARE ALWAYS DAMP;
AND THEY
Couls you please oblige us with a Bren gun?
Or failing that, a hand grenade will do
We've got some ammunition, in a rather damp condition
And Major Huss
I know you feel forgotten
I know you wanna find a way
So don't be calling me crazy
When all you do is chat the same old stuff
I mean of course you did
sleep tight
Oh, I won’t let you go to that damp and filthy moats
The wool you own, jackals won’t receive, ought to believe
Roaring’ll go away
And then
and White
On the streets it's no joke it's tight
Damn
It was all damp
Up in the flats I'm a reservoir man
My haters said I'll never get cake
My pagans never
and White
On the streets it's no joke it's tight
Damn
It was all damp
Up in the flats I'm a reservoir man
My haters said I'll never get cake
My pagans never
On the road we sold B and White
On the streets it's no joke it's tight
Damn
It was all damp
Up in the flats I'm a reservoir man
My haters said I'll never get
Swine
On the road we sold B and White
On the streets it's no joke it's tight
Damn
It was all damp
Up in the flats I'm a reservoir man
My haters said I'll
Swine
On the road we sold B and White
On the streets it's no joke it's tight
Damn
It was all damp
Up in the flats I'm a reservoir man
My haters said I'll
against the sky
A bridge across to the other side
Nights on end I've passed it by
Thought to cross but never tried
Time has come to change my course
One
Tommy, Tommy
Now Tommy was a pensioner, an O.A.P.
He’d fought in both wars, for you and me
Lived in the city, in a cold damp home
He lived the last
STAN
What? They'll never agree to that, Reg.
REG
That's just a bargaining counter. And of course, we point out that they
bear full responsibility when
on the radio it made me feel so low
It seems we gotta, brighten, the damp prison
I'm Nintendo 64 and you Mattel Intellivision
Bustin' from no mo' trey-eights
Now
The heavster goes down smooth as ?
Fingers keep twiddlin'
But I'll keep drizzlin'
Play like a fiddle and
Here to move a million plus
Cause when I'm damp i
and damp four
Hundred days of the year
I enjoyed the party very much especially the
Sumptuous feast you had prepared it was
Thrilling from the first
mean)
You couldn't take Dizzee Rascal for a tramp
If you cross my line (I mean)
I'll leave you colourful, dazed and damp
I don't want beef today
on)
Crossing the Rubicon, I'll getting mine but what do you been on
Baby what you chasing? Are you truly gone? Aye
Crossing the rubicon
Three courses
One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes
The atmosphere in this car, a mirror of my skull
Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold
on the radio it made me feel so low
It seems we gotta, brighten, the damp prison
I'm Nintendo 64 and you Mattel Intellivision
Bustin from no mo' trey-eights,
In the early dawn the Bishop's men
Shivered in the damp
But the shiver came not from the cold
And spread throughout the camp
The trembling horses
of beer in time to watch the Simpsons. It was a really good episode about love always ending in tragedy except, of course, for Marge and Homer. It was quite
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