Lyrics:
giet
We hawwe neat te wollen
Ynformaasje by it soad
Ynformaasje tefolle
De wrâld binnen berik
Ek by de safolste klik
Myn vlog stjoer ik troch
Sa't
where am I now?
Looking for oars and spinning around – drifting out to sea.
If only I could blow, And blaze across the land;
If people knew my name, I’d
Staunch bare battlescars yet still eager to win
engrave beats like tā moko beneath of the skin
Ain't no chief by kin still we launching this waka,
Everyone's words ringing true
But I'm so blinded by you
That my brain gives my heart the controls
So batten down the hatches
I'll take care of the patches
these oars would help us catch up but propulsion can't be mustered
There's emulsion in the interface
And segregated cults designed to put us in a distant
Helio beams haunt another one
Taunted by the sun he got a gun
Medieval schemes ringing the alarm
Wanted but he don't know what he done
Helio beams
where I'm flying
I'm a writer, tryna pay my bills like Bryson
I been
Tryna get my mind off this island
Confined by the silence
Could you let me breathe?
Welcome to Bend. We're going to do a sports body scan together
Start by finding a comfortable position, either sitting or lying down and close your
I kneel by the steam
My cuts and abrasions I clean
I peer at reflection in water
And reflect on what I gleaned
With a gleam, in my smile, as I bleed
Lord God, with your name we raise an oar
By cross and empty tomb
You broke the law, desperately shattered
Darkness turned to light
Your sacrifice
There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs
No
Then came the question and it was about time.
The answer came back and it was long.
The house it was built by some man in a rhyme,
But whatever
Wont stop Wont stop
Top Top Wont stop Wont stop
Top Top Wont stop Wont stop
Top Top Wont stop
By any means By any means
A nigga the one
You know it too
locked up, loaded down
and i'm short a try
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Different version of song performed by OAR at Northberg
you could put it in
Of course being a Monday would be the one day
Trains are delayed by the score
And it never rains but it pours
Mine's not due for
So this is Great Britain
And welcome aboard
A sinking ship that's full of shit
And someone nicked the oars
With failing false economy
And anti-punk
swallowed by the waves
Rocks and mountains break
Dead men on the path to Hell
And Yggdrasil quakes
From the east comes a ship
Loki holds the oar
are waiting by the shore
Each with a dragon ship
And one hundred men prepared for war
He returns to his bed kissing
His sleeping wife goodbye
"Downstream" by The Rainmakers from _The_Rainmakers_
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Well, me and Mark Twain were having us
there a world who's smiling face
was spinning in circles out in space
on the day that the architects
have caused their plague of stone
turn
on display in galleries of sinew and bone
The gaunt architect lurks from behind the shadows
Lurching like a languid Elagabalus
With each passing visitor his
bad it feels right now.
Twenty-one years now in the making.
Mom and Dad, you didn't waste your time,
Because even the greatest architect's
to the exterior
Imperial superior, you're inferior
Intelligent trooper, I detect
And I design paragraphs like a architect
Spittin fire like a serpent, lyrical
This is architect music
Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed
I ran through the tunnel
Terrorize speed
That's when
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