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are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
well
I believe that God knows what each of us
Wants and needs it's not necessary for us
To make it to church on Sunday to
Reach Him you can find Him
Gatemouth Brown,
Muddy Waters and Albert King
While they think that newer, rocked-out covers
Are somehow the same thing!
Maybe it's true that I'm a cynic
That's all I gotta say, Ty Lindsey, that's it
Finance, fucking finance, Jen Hersh
Melissa Bernal, I love y'all
Tour Marketing, Albert, Albert Cook
close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
I want it, I'm coming to get it
So you son of a bitches don't duck you're gonna get
and shake
He gave me a look that was very icy blue
And believe me, he made me thaw out!
I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"
By that time
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
of the time when he can break the chain and get out
I ain't gonna make it
That's where he's been for twenty years
I ain't gonna make it out
And that's where
embarrassed by a newcomer, yea your a major clown
I know it's controversial to say that but I don't care
I'm gonna be one of the greatest, had to make that
show you're gonna hear
The hits you love to hear
And it's all by request here is the list
So pick your fav'rite song right here tonight
ello Cleveland!,
Paul Carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone,
.
Make sure it's filmed, shown on national T.V.
They'll have no mercy.
A legal lynch mob like the days strung up from the tree.
The L.A.P.D.
Like
and shake
He gave me a look that was very icy blue
And believe me, he made me thaw out!
I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"
By that time
great big shoes? (tell me)
BB 'n Albert, and Freddie their the King
They ruled the world by bending those guitar strings
Johnnie 'n Lightnin,
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
custom's man.... "What, please... come over here please, where have you just come from?" 'Arry's
going, "Whoah look, f'king not that it's any of your
gonna getcha, baby
I'm gonna knock on wood
I'm gonna getcha somehow, honey
Yeah, I'm gonna make it good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
So, don't
Don't be troubled
For the Lord is gonna make a way
Somehow
Like a ship that's tossed and driven
Battered by an angry sea
When the storms of life are
the King of the North
Like it or lump it
Fuck what you thought
They come out in their thousands just to support
They play trumpets in the background when
toupee, hot as fuck, creme brûlée
There's no way I can care about much
You probably do the most and it's never enough
King Midas, I can make gold with
And if we don't find a way to destroy this earth then the sun is gonna do it for us
La la la la
La la la la
Turn off your mind
Because an active mind
Is
aiming for
You'd think by now that somehow you would get it
Wasting time like you were doing last evening?
Yeah you're lazy and you know it ain't no secret
somehow
Now, don't you try an' move me
Mama you're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And, mama, you've been refused
Well, it's king for
somehow
Now, don't you try an' move me
Mama you're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And, mama, you've been refused
Well, it's king for
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