Lyrics:
Lili Marlene
When we are marching in the mud and cold
And when my pack seems more than I can hold
My love for you renews my might
I'm warm again,
the same since the hurricane...
The Parish I was born in was Orleans,
Smelling above me, Blue house on Dalphine,
Till we moved by Grandmaw, walk
Wonder why she chose me, euro step the other girls
Like you know me, be so holy, you still trolling
We still scoring in the clutch like Robert R. E.
Catch
every photo of the earth
Is artist trickery
All the photos on Google man
Are as fake as fake can be
Download all the photos
And put em side by side
All the fancy machines are on the floor in the lounge and they’re switched on, Humming. Bleep bleep. Bloop bloop.
Debbie’s an inventor, she’s trying
Blue girls come in every size
Some are wise and some otherwise
They got pretty blue eyes
For an hour a man may change
For an hour her face looks
pretty blue
All marching in lines
Fiercely shaking our heads
Quite sure we don’t like it
But afraid it will end
So let’s spin in circles
And let’s throw
the mortal coil that control you and hold you
Right down to your weak incestual bones
Martyrs are marching in the streets while I'm here in the sheets
I finessed a dude named Robert for a Honda Accord
I just scammed an old white man and his name was George
I just knocked out the bank lady like my
Telephone Love Blues
Today has been
The longest day of my life
Today has been
The longest day of my life
Never seen so much, no, no
I’ve Never seen
groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's
The American Dream for a nigga bizarre
In the land of stars we the ones from mars
Psh huh, why we still tryin' to be a part
2022 all that marching shit thru'
We
Blue fire, a creeping curse
There is nowhere safe in the universe
Too late, you are hypnotized
By the gentle waves,
As they dive and rise
One
Never! All the armies of Europe and Asia could not, by force
Take a drink from the Ohio River
Or set a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand
complete me
I'll only care bout a blue check
When is my family is feeding Capische
I'm doing work don't need ta clock in
Pave the way an put no stop in
Want
screenplay Diallo or G. Floyd, we monsters, labeled, affirmation “I'm a king” to feel able, so many brothers by design grow & be an cbel, boys in blue follow
Where you'll ignore your want of purpose and such void's natural frustration
Because your senses are bombarded by perpetual stimulation
Narcissistic, blue
Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack
Roger Creager
Well I guess you were right.
The Bluebonnets are worth the drive and
Now I'm here in Canyon Lake alone.
I know you came here
When you
you just gotta keep on marching
Someone points a finger at you and these fools wanna shit starting
I pull my head over and step right through these
the street
Not a nam one time did we get a conviction
They be ice-skating here we are still bitching
Nope not complaining, peaceful protesting
Marching down
the karats are my kids, and I wanna be the daddy, but luckily
I got my commas back up, so I don't gotta take it to the courts
Got the drip by my side, while
on the bus to save on heating
Or getting close for warmth while barely eating
Back by Ben we're playing piggy-in-the-middle
Daydreaming of sharing a duvet,
Contaminate and decimate
The ocean of the life that dwells in
The deep kill and suffocate
The fish beneath the deep blue sea
The black cloud of death
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