Lyrics:
giving the conclusion
You don't want to save a life, to you its just an intrusion
You're causing the confusion, by giving the conclusion
Die in a boat
The boats at the landin', the trains at the station blowin'.
The boats at the landin', the trains at the station blowin'.
I got my ticket in my hand,
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free
Run away,
rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name
Oh yeah, to my college girl,
Take the weekend off
we're still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I
to the steel drums sing
Tiki bar, sippin' on a drink
Made by the water, right on a beach
Salt in the air, sand on my feet
Soul of a sailor, born for a boat
the street
As I passed by the other day
I was scared, my knees were weak
Forgot what I had come to say
Free the people from the fire
Pull the boat out
song?
Well?
There the author got it wrong.
Survive did I - I did not drown.
I lived on Turtle Isle.
I jumped the Caroline
For she'd been had by Neptune.
the street
As I passed by the other day
I was scared, my knees were weak
Forgot what I had come to say
Free the people from the fire
Pull the boat out
the street
As I passed by the other day
I was scared, my knees were weak
Forgot what I had come to say
Free the people from the fire
Pull the boat out
You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler
I went to Staten Island
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back with
hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Burn a bridge and burn a boat
Stake a Lizard by the throat.
Go Polonius or kneel
The reapers name their harvest
I went to Staten Island, Sharon
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back
And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all.
Oh father, build for me a bonny boat,
That on the wide ocean I may float
And every Queen's ship
nice"
Uh (not the, not the one on your face)
I got a new boat, you should come with
I got a section for your luggage
Bring some fiction
alone
Stop where you are
Look to your heart
Don't be afraid, don't throw love away
Don't get burned by your heart
'Cause you're a long, long way
baby
So pile it up, I want your lovin'
I'm super high on the daily
So row the boat, let's keep it puffin'
We all get by the best we can
Truck and Roll on the open road and the boat across the sea
Well I don’t like the loneliness but it sure is good to be free
The side pipes glide
awake
One last step, and march towards
Collective thought, annihilate
I proved the one true fate and cut their lies apart
What really hid behind
some flicks
I want to wake up with a woman, not wake up with a...huh
I want to follow my dreams, not get stuck in a line
'Cause by the time I reach
of a nation misguided by a righteous hand
Distorted divine
Collective suicide
Turbines aflame, like monolithic candles incandescent
In a midnight aura,
Rap stack, spectacular with the vernacular
Stealth from a killing spree, they call be Blackula
Step back, get your neck fractured by the rapture
Get
mortuary hole
just look around
we are the sheep left shepherd-less
true and perverse
we are the teeming maggots
{spoken}
we are the collective scar
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