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Cravings left worsted Sometimes a moocher Lurking in idleness Vengeance my sword The bearer of pain Tempted by pride Demonic fly Walking through life
hands They are tied And the noose won't loosen I wouldn't wish this On my Worsted of enemies Cursed to search For what should be Right in front of me
this round Yeah Now is the time To show her the vibe Got her in the mood Let's turn up tonight -Chorus I feel the same I want you now And it worsted
We packed up our books and our dishes Our dreams and your worsted wool suits We sailed on the eighth of December Farewell old Hudson River Here
We packed up our books and our dishes Our dreams and your worsted wool suits We sailed on the eighth of December Farewell old Hudson River Here comes
A flaxen-headed cowboy, as simple as may be, And next a merry plough boy, I whistled o'er the lea; But now a saucy footman, I strut in worsted
Got my converse north on Broadway Posted signs that say put litter in it's place In our corner of the city The worsted mills with the graffiti
hearted Wipe them clean and the moment is forgotten But this sickness has to go why is worsted I won't know My Fever is peaking Can you be my cure? I feel
be flakey like saw dust All of you twisted you worsted Remember the lessons they taught us Know what that mean Perfect day for you to boss up Yeah I
the city Now you love the country best For you've staggered through the ruins Now you're walking through the winding To your home Old men in worsted clothes
and start over again In a world full of evil and powerful sins I still seem to forget that its worsted than this Money power love and sex still got no care
But understand that shit come with a fee, My daughter can’t eat of free verses, Living stance was the worsted, Now my ish is perfect, Bring drama, bring
gone away, She’s glad her simple worsted grey Is silver now with clinging mist. The desolate, deserted trees, The faded earth, the heavy sky,
loving baby everyday I ll sing -worsted so much time in ah prison of love -Not knowing Jah prepare a top knock queen _"pritty bae" My pretty dove ah yuh so
How can you try it The biggest temptation The worsted crime The fabulous passion I got to pay judges I,ll arrange your escape No reason to warry U
of wheat to chew on and worsted wool to keep you cool I've still got my rosary of books and TV We're apart now But there's a silver lining to every cloud
Everybody is dying from it This is the worsted virus That's also kill people Staying 6 feet apart Being social distance Wearing the face mask Everybody is
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