Lyrics:
goodbye to the mother that he loved
Said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad
He said what Preacher Casey said
Ever'body might be just one big soul
Well
to the mother that he loved,
Said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher Casey said.
"Ever'body might be just one big soul,
Well it looks that
Sip on that sip and talk all my shit
Then pass the fuck out
Water my wrist and water her clit
Can't fuck with no drought
Keep one hundred and one
Sip on that sip and talk all my shit
Then pass the fuck out (Then pass the fuck out)
Water my wrist and water her clit
Can't fuck with no drought
found little Muley and Muley said,
They've been tractored out by the cats,
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
He found his family.
They
Preacher Casey dropped him in his tracks.
Well, they handcuffed Casey and they took him to jail
And then he got away.
He met Tom Joad by the old river
We've got Gina, Gladys, Clive
Scotty, Abbott, Big Bob Katter
It's good to be alive
How good is Australia
And how good is cotton
Water thieves while we're
Days Of 49
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Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
specifically my bells
Tom's well of good will starting to run dry
What little water left laced with lye
Whispering, "It's time, fine friend of mine
Get in line.
treasure you
If you let me treasure you
Ahh look at here, look at here
Well look at here, look at here
Ah what do we have?
Another pretty thang ready for
means I was retarded
Drank tequila
Hammered like Bob Vila in her apartment
I walked outside with Tom Knight, drunk
And we came up with this great idea
The air is whizzing by, the spider watches his fly
And at best you could say you were obliged
Well let me sing the spider song, the words are too,
of Luke warm water
And raise the heat so slowly they don't feel it getting hotter
Incremental heat increase
The pot of frogs just bob at peace
And before
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)
The adventures
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
of water on its own destiny
Oh my no lie
Flexibly bob and weave
Chasing after are own feelings of ecstasy
No lie
Acting any other way that isn't me
Is like
Disappointing! I'm going to have to speak to Bob about this.
Larry: Oh look, a cebu! Cebu!
Jimmy, Jerry & Junior: Cebu!
Larry: No, wait ... that's a water buffalo.
and over, watch this)
How could I ever doubt
That you were my friend? (Beres)
Who say that big man don't cry?
You never miss di water
'Til yuh well run
and over, watch this)
How could I ever doubt
That you were my friend? (Beres)
Who say that big man don't cry?
You never miss di water
'Til yuh well run
that he felt lighter and more agile in the water. Tom's surfing transformation was a testament to the sustained energy and vitality that plant-based
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
the medicine man
He caught Runnin' Water in my hands
Drug me around by my headband
Said I wasn't her kind
'Cause I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee
and jumped in the pool
She threw her pants over there by the little table
Well, one of the guys in the band picked up het panties
(he told me later the stuff
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