Lyrics:
spherical bipolar Santa globe
Shake it and it snows
Sank below my standard low
Staring through a periscope
Here I am again in a yellow submarine
Stuck between
anymore
Red lilies of sorrow
Litter the floor
QuadraColor I see
Mr. Yellow doesn't sing anymore
Grey horses in dreams
Blue dollies lay dead on the floor
yellow waters
This river moves like a serpent through majestic mountains
Peaks reach high to a sky - densely clouded
I tilt my sedge hat and look into
color to me is
Yellow, white, yellow
Highlighter yellow
Lime green-ish, red
Yellow, yellow, orange
White, yellow
Sunflower yellow-yellow
Yellow, white,
côté du globe
Ils ne sont pas raisonnables, ils sont lâches
J'ai fait cette monnaie, personne me la donne
Lily, j'roule un cône
Bigot qui déborde
Lily
Ashes down the river
A headstone doesn't make it better
Stargate and chocolate cake
Lilies in your bouquet
I miss you Lily
Hope you can hear me
sit down in, in vacant surely lots, a single mingle, bait and wet, wet a single establishment that has a lily lily grow
Come to the pen come in
mich nicht mehr zu Haus,
Maiglöckchen ruft auch mich
Die Blümchen gehn zum Tanz hinaus,
Zum Tanze geh auch ich!
The lily-of-the-valley rings out in
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten,
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
the young man in the hot rod car
Driving like he's mad
With a pair of yellow gloves
He's borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively
Just
don’t don’t don’t be sad,
On your yellow lily pad, a-a-a
Plenty of fish in the sea, sea, sea
Just open your eyes and you’ll see, see, see
Ah-a-a—a-a
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
Some children see him
Some children see him lily white,
The baby jesus born this night,
Some children see him lily white,
With tresses soft
not for Monet
But red, yellow and blue
Make all the colors in between
Every shade and hue
Countryside's or water lilies
Shining rivers, stacks of hay
of the spheres
Nocturnal ghouls
Laughing like fools
Still giving high fives
A lone lily blooming in the sand
Mounds of heaven close at hand
A monk in a cowl
on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces taro' the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw
Some children see Him lily white,
The baby Jesus born this night.
Some children see Him lily white,
With tresses soft and fair.
Some children
(me and you)
all the kids just wanna see (us together)
lilies and sunflowers to grow (and all the things we)
in the yellow garden (have to do in
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