Lyrics:
Then it would be just us again
The bugle sounds, the uniforms come in
With flags to shield their sins, my doorbell rings
The new-found girl, she says
to my dismay,
An' he thought it was a bugle an' got up an' marched away.
Now Pa said, "Daughter, there must be one,
Someone who's true, or too old
Vögel flüged zrugg in süde
Würd mer au mal guet tue aber ich ha gar kei ziit ich muss wiiter bügle
Ich schänke dir nur reine wii ih
nacher bisch du blau
denn druf bi cho
I ha gloub keni Italiäner kennt
Di sy denn ja ersch grad ufecho
Aber i ha ne aube zuegluegt bim bügle
U si hei mi eifach super dünkt
Reggii craters the plain
Rhyme on a pallet
With blot the scenery for acres
The peace warrant is up and this is how it goes down
Bugle sounds, this is
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
the base/
Using old milk crates for our B Ball hoops/
Getting clowned 'cause I was wearing Bugle Boy's wit boots/
No luxury or loot, just a couple of dreams/
Yes the ride is short
With temptations to abort
ok the ride may stall
You still sound off the bugle call
Muscle memory
Is what I use to carry me
a pupil I was branded with the stamp of approval
Blow the hammer like a bugle; bitch, it's all strudel
With the four door Six is green doodle, have
a bugle call
Like you never heard before
So natural that you want to go to war
That's just the bestest band what am, Honey Lamb
Come on along, come
the crowds in the street
-The blast of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet
And the gang, that old gang of mine
Was the first gang that hit the Von Hindenburg
and convince a friend, y'all can both be promoters
Who of known that my movement was about to bugle like soda
Should of known, the minute I sign the deal it was
a bugle call
Like you never heard before
So natural that you want to go to war
That's just the bestest band what am, Honey Lamb
Come on along, come
I hear the sound of bugles blowing
Far away, far away
And if they call, then I must go
Across the sea, so wild and gray
So, Mary, marry me, let's
And when I hear that bugle call I refrect my claws and wiggle
I'm down with the N.D.E. never the treble above the bass
Her face is like an angel and her
the sound
Of bugles blow
Far away
Far away
And if they call
Then I must go
Across the sea, so wild and grey
So Mary, marry me
Let's not wait
For the distant
the story
Of battles glorious and deeds victorious
The bugles cease now, he is at peace now
Far from those green hills of Tyrol
Because these green hills are
a Scottish hillside
You'll see a piper play his soldier home
He's seen the glory
He's told his story
Of battles glorious and deeds victorious
The bugles
Got razors make noise, we make more noise
Than Bugle boys, so bailin' us a no-no But if so, whatever though
I'm rested, I'm not good at deenin' Cool
heard the bugle blow
Draped across my saddle bag is worth its weight in gold
I left the rest just lying in the Dust Of San Pedro
I left
or there’s smoke
Round the hill of three oaks
Their shadows an auction of slaves
Boys with their bugles
And young men with guns
Statues that no one wants
The seven bright gold wires and the bugles that do shine
Sing reign of Fair Maid, with gold upon her toe
Open you the West Door, and turn the Old Year go
the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy jeans. My name spelled out on my four finger ring.
It was Dirt then, cause Mcgirt you ain't seen
Chorus (Karen O)
Don't know
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
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