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Lyrics search results: dry mustard 


macaroni,
Peanut butter, caked and dry,
Curdled milk and crusts of pie,
Moldy melons, dried-up mustard,
Eggshells mixed with lemon custard,
Cold French »
Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would Not Take the Garbage Out
Freakers Ball
by Shel Silverstein
at the phallic symbol
mustard seed and dandelion
A time to live, a time to die

meet me in the waving leaves
The question mark in the scarecrow summer
Meet »
Life of the Fields
Otto Spooky
by Momus
Dog day afternoon
I can see your face
I know you'll get here soon
And we'll leave this place
I would just lay in the mustard seed
And watch you »
Crickets
Up in the Attic
by Alien Ant Farm
cut through the fence, run right in and grab it
Go crazy crazy crazy crazy:

Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket
Climb on a tree on a branch »
Chemical Warfare
Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables
by Dead Kennedys
Lilliputian sacrifice
Fireworks go off, I hear the cheers
Smell the hot dogs
Smell the mustard and the beer

Sharp needles pierce my flesh
Hypodermics »
Time to Melt
Power of Lard [EP]
by Lard
spend wit the next nigga you crazy bitch?

And dis was the one I trusted
Who would ever think she would spread like mustard
Bitch I was your bread »
Bread & Butter
The B. Coming
by Beanie Sigel
take my dough, spend wit the next nigga you crazy bitch?

And dis was the one I trusted
Who would ever think she would spread like mustard
Bitch I was »
Bread & Butter
The B. Coming [Clean]
by Beanie Sigel
Lord take us
I say to my momma peep no no more crying drying eyes
Nigga locked up at wayside
Couldn't even pay respect to my stepdad when he died
So »
Don't Worry
BTNHResurrection
by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
wet, shouldn't have a dry purse
Call me Ryan Rhinoplasty

I will augment your ass if you mess with God's work
When it come to drama, fighting second, »
Everybody Down
Slaughterhouse
by Slaughterhouse
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