Lyrics:
to
Judy Garlands hit "The Trolley
Song" from the 1944 film "Meet
Me In St louis"
(19) Willie Harbach: 1917-2017 tV producer
Director and author
(20) Roger
Ours the story shall we carry on
And search the forest of the sun
We dream as we dream, dream as one
And I do think very well that the son might take you
Ours the story shall we carry on
And search the forest of the sun
We dream as we dream, dream as one
And I do think very well that the son might take
You can only Judge me if you’re the Judge
Specifically Judy, it’s gotta be Judy
You can take me in and put me in cuffs if your name is Judy,
It’s
that you don't want to change
You are me, I am you, we are one
All the same
I'm sick are you sick?
I am sick i'm sick
Are you sick? I am sick
I'm sick
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And let me get back to work
'cause the empire state building
Is the tallest building in new york
And I always got the feeling
call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've
now Humphrey. If you loved me, you shouldn’t have bickered with me all that time.
HUMPHERY:
But don’t you see Pearl, I didn’t know how to express my
January 21st
I still remember the date
You asked me how I was doing
I let it out, "I'm not great"
That week we met for some food, I tried to tell you
seen me there
I walk by other men
And I don't notice them
But then those rumors start again
So I'm gonna tell the world
I don't wanna be
whim that its wealthy clients might express,
Well let them supply me an Exocet missile and a starving Third World child
And I'll tell them the politics
a Glock 9, now the block crying, I don't freestyle, I jot mine
Call me Mr 1-800, all I got is hotlines
These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook
don't mean that I don't care
Now I've found someone who loves me
You know the feelings that I miss
But it's not the way I planned it
That's just
struggle.
You couldn't even tell your son apart from Mr. Wuggles.
You think your wife is loyal, think that you can sell that ploy?
Your story's full
for a bargain
Took the brick road
On set, Judy Garland
Got a clip full of redheads
For you varmits
In that big pole
Pull up, they don't make no comments
take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
Hey Billy, take a walk with me
Take a walk that leads to me
Sweet
take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
Hey Billy, take a walk with me
Take a walk that leads to me
Sweet
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Its extremely cost effective although they don't tell that to the person payin
How bout the jet engine on an air bus, only enough
glamour and gloom
Practicing your Spandau ballet
And you say
Hey, hey. Get out man, you're stealin' my air
And I say
Hey, hey. Don't tell me that you really
friends
Yeah, see the moral of the story is stay in your own lane
Dont let peer pressure take you out your lane
Cos you can perpetuate outside your lane
Make offerings to the music, when I aim for your chest
Take off with your brain and bruise it, getting painfully blessed
Aging, but stress don't factor
a loosie
Came a long way, now the same ones salute me
Haters say it must be nice, I say it must be hate
I don't like that line, that shit straight fake
me tell you 'bout the
Generation I done came from
(I done came from)
Knowin' no one gonna save us
Put survival in our nature
But that amplified my
need you to tell me
Of the how's and how
Should I write my story (Yeahhh)
Don't need to tell me
Don't need to tell me
Don't need to tell me
Of the how's
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