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the sun or the house martin or the plumber may seek warmer climes in winter yet these are not strangers to our land. GUARD #1: Are you suggesting coconuts
age was nineteen He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side Expecting to be shot
nineteen He was the bravest union man That I have ever seen Harry Simms was a palomine We labored side by side Expecting to be shot on sight Or taken for
Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble and turn Lotus's lean on each other in union Over the hills where
Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble and turn Lotus's lean on each other in union Over the hills where
the Aston keep an open throttle (huh) Over seas only fuck with models Shit is intense (yuh) I'm living in sin If you ain't convinced Come see from within
a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Burying our morals and burying our dead Burying our head in the sand E equals MC
a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Burying our morals and burying our dead Burying our head in the sand E equals MC
meansGet done up Me, all the shit is easy, while you rappers all sleep I’m just writin that heat like, like sun upGee, know the other MC’s, wanna do it like
Burning down the street with a throttle grip in the hand To live and die by a code on another level With a kind of freedom that most don't understand This
appointed by the state Oh, Utah justice can be had But not for a union man And Joe was warned by summer early morn That there'd be one less singer in
saddles and bridles On more than that, harnessed some of the craziest, Wildest teams in the whole country. I rode 14 loco Broncos to a dead standstill
Your Christ is maggot food all the profits are dead An ancient idea living in the past present and future Superimpose three in one by chopping up your
When the Union's inspiration through the worker's blood shall run There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun Yet what force on earth is
That sent me on a different path I feel like there's a world out there for me But the suns in my eyes so I can't really see it I can feel it I can
appointed by the state Oh, Utah justice can be had But not for a union man And Joe was warned by summer early morn That there'd be one less singer in
smiling and burning Light roads road through the starlacked night Many dark suns are falling falling down London Bridge is destroyed) In my mind pigs
best trade unions I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers Walked across two
what I would be Fell in love as a young boy she was pretty as they come Dirty blond hair she was kissed by the sun Met her at the bonfire had a lil fun
in diminishing altitude Redesigning clouds as the new stronghold, a new host "The sun, this sun, is accommodating, sending vital heat Imprisoned, as I
best trade unions I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers Walked across two
leaves ye, keeps on nagging in yer head, And so ye pray to God for orders, but ye'll worry till yer dead... Until they bury your remains in
right Be you, be true in the limelight But my thoughts are lost with each shot So rocked And still shocked by the view in my hindsight Walking tall
is never done I'm up in the Range when the clock strikes one While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons Up on my feet at the break of the sun
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