Lyrics:
might not be in the end,
Sometimes you need a night drive, (ooh) yeah,
Sometimes you need a night drive, (ooh) yeah,
John William, Flautist
Crawling out
We're in the age of supermen
The world was ruled by the Fab Four
For seven glorious years or more
Never again see their like for sure
So many classics
I've been letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Yes, I'm letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
I'm gonna cash in my hand
And pick
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
I've been letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Yes, I'm letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
I'm gonna cash in my hand
And pick
to raise little Billy
when Hilly and William should be building with him in the living room
Instead of bailing on him, and alienating him, and basically
got no sympathy
Now I'm screaming please
Blood all in my eyes can barely see
Yeah I waited
For the ones that had abandoned me
I lost patience
Fuck
It's like shouting in a matchbox, filled with plasterboard and hope,
Like a picture of Prince William in the arms of John the Pope
There's a world
close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up
character by hanging them
Like lol what a way to go
Also lol, um, John Proctor
He cheated on his wife with this girl called Abigail Williams right?
His wife's
the only drink to buy
Really, it's fine, simply divine
It's recommended by William J bryan
Eve'rybody's drinking grape juice
Ever since the town went dry
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
my shoulder
We'll meet again some day
On the avenue
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I
of the victims
Rest in peace
Kalief Browder
Rodney Mitchell
Malice Green
Ramarley Graham
Elijah Maclain
Aiyana Stanley-Johns
Ryan Matthew Smith
Derrick Ambrose Jr
my shoulder
We'll meet again some day
On the avenue
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I
with the swisher
Up and John Coltrane up in my headphones
Gary Bartz, Mister Rub produce Lovetones
Even Cool and the Gang got jazz for that ass
Modern
unfortunately, as he's been expecting
The car breaks down in an abandoned shanty town known only as Brubaker
"Just remember," she says. "I'm holding you
pullin' gimmicks 'causе they
Scared to rap, ayy
Funny how they shook, ayy
Got these niggas shook
Pullin' back the curtain by
Myself, take a look, ayy
I'm
intended to watch the football in the afternoon but we'd passed out by then and slept right through it, awaking to find that England had won two-nil. Then we
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: J-Luxx, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Come inside and ease your mind
I know you had a long
American dream has been a living nightmare
For four hundred years in the land of the free
No justice for all when it comes to me
Go back to Africa You say it
bringing swords out now they cut me real deep
Burning woods in the woods I'm trying to heal me
How you gone lie to my partner yeah this the real me
I ain't
to the bottom a' trav'lers hell
When he'd check us in a remote motel
And he'd grab the clerk by his shirt an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, ¿no
a drug addict momma couldn't pay the rent
His dad left him and his momma when Lil Sho was ten
Abandoned them with their eviction hanging by a thread
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