Lyrics:
Well, Frank settled down in the Valley
And he hung his wild years on a nail that he drove through his wife's forehead
He sold used office furniture
Office furniture
It'll be alright
'Cause tonight we'll go drinking
We'll do silly things
And never let the winter in
And it'll be okay like everyone
Office furniture
It'll be alright
'Cause tonight we'll go drinking
We'll do silly things
And never let the winter in
And it'll be okay like everyone
Office furniture
It'll be alright
'Cause tonight we'll go drinking
We'll do silly things
And never let the winter in
And it'll be okay like everyone
shake hands, deals and signature
8 a.m, Hope you like our brand new office furniture
Sure man I like it
You starting on monday
Cannot wait for it
You got
on a Saturday night
Oh whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright
Today she's been sat there, sat there in a black chair,
office furniture, but it'll be
happy
on a Saturday night,
Oh whatever makes her happy,
whatever makes it alright.
Today she's been sat there,
sat there in a black chair,
office
in a black chair, office
furniture,
but it'll be alright,
'cause tonight we'll go drinking we'll do silly things,
and never let the winter
out of old office furniture
cnd I, I lay a-crying in my bed
Its bitter softness it finally gave me rest
Would you hold me when I'm a-falling
When I'm
the cinema
Walks a young man quietly whistling
The city all around him pulses on
In an hour, he'll be back at work
Sunk in the metal furniture
On the office
bitch, then leave her how I found her
I'm Mr. Give-him-the-load 'cause they know how I'll down it (down it)
Skyscraper office, I should put a kitchen in
of Old Doc Brown
Just went from bad to worse
He had to sell all of his furniture
Why, he couldn't even pay his office rent
So to a dusty room over
receive a fee
He'd pass it onto some poor soul
That needed it worse than he
He had to sell his furniture
Couldn't pay his office rent
So to a dusty room
kinda sad when you have to get a hernia,
Cause you help your grand mama move her furniture
If I can sell you the American dream,
I can sell you
of street lamps
But they'd rather find a quicker way than try to keep clean hands
There are ghosts in the office blocks, zombies swarm the market
Werewolves
niggas be in ya crib just like furniture
Pop up wit the gun in ya
Release one for zero-zero M (Yeah)
Bleek-R-O-C (Yeah yeah) dot com (Yeah)
This
If I had to break it down
I'd say it's the way you love to dance
Moving the furniture when my back is turned
A flick of the lights and the world
went from bad to worse
He had to sell his furniture why he couldn't even pay his office rent
And so to an old dusty room over a liberty stable Ol' Doc
took over among furniture wax
Dust, and the cloying yellow of polishing-cloth
When he was sick, she comforted him
Oh hush, my friend, and sleep
tights.
When his hand covered wet hairs
she took over among furniture wax, dust,
the cloying yellow of polishing cloth.
When he was sick
she comforted him.
niggas be in ya crib just like furniture
Pop up with the gun in ya
Release one for zero-zero M Bleek R O C dot com
This philly cat back at it
Still
I'd rather roam with a sense
Of sanity than convince myself
That my hard work will pay off
When I'm suffering in an office job
Knowing that this peace
a fortress protected by a series of bridges and office buildings that were fashioned almost like modern castles and constructed a beautiful marble glass
and being rude
And stealing all of your supplies
Everything's so lax round here
I think you should employ a private eye, an office spy, such as I...
I wanted
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