Lyrics:
I'D JUMP THE MISSISSIPPI
(George Jones - Johnny Mathis)
« © '64 Glad Music »
WITH MELBA MONTGOMERY
I been lonely much too long I'd give a Yankee
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
I'D JUMP THE MISSISSIPPI
(George Jones - Johnny Mathis)
« © '64 Glad Music »
WITH MELBA MONTGOMERY
I been lonely much too long I'd give a Yankee
I'm drinking that George Jones
Chase it down with a Wynette song
Burn a little Willie Nelson all night long
Putting Ol' Waylon on
I'm going to get all
boy sure knew how to moan the blues
Let's go back
Where the music's true
Merle and George Jones
No autotune
Am I the only one still wondering who
Who's
am with 2 by 2
Cock up the gun and shoot
This one na anti curise
This one na anticurise
Run on the jonizing Jones
This one anticurise
Block am for
A long time ago
In a town in Tennessee
There lived a man
And he was brave as he could be
By the sweat of his brow
He earned fortune
rip off the mask, seek the truth and just try
Like alex jones himself says brother, let me hear your war cry
Mister jones and I were really baffled by
with Sprewells on my fifth wheel
My album Who Is Mike Jones, coming soon
My album Who Is Mike Jones, coming soon
Already, I pull up on Perellis with
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
But it won't
You can fake a smile
Drown in sweet denial
Or cry along when George Jones sings
You can stare that phone down all night long
But you
disconnect
And disregard the founding fathers?
But you know what? Whatever it is
It don't even matter
'Cause as long as I'm alive
I'ma show and prove where
heard!), Chicago! Uh huh (Man!)
Shout to Bionce Foxx, Kid Robot, shout out to Roxy, (Tre), shout to Miss Jones Too Hot 97
(Choco Joc), everybody gave me
Well, that big dumb blonde
With Gorgeous George
And Turtle, a friend of theirs,
With his cheques all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
Tammy Wynette & George Jones
(George)
My shoulder still burns
Where you touched me last night
You hugged me and walked out the door
We've been
his son, George II, in '27 became king
He, too, preferred Prime Minister Walpole run everything
In '43, at Dettingen, into battle, he did lead
Later,
a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money
That poor folks can't sit by him
No problem Osama
Bin Laden been hiding
So long that them pictures all
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
John Mayer
Fuck a long saber like i ain't
Luke Skywalker I'm Darth Vader
Armed with Vegas' claw blade may god
Save em -like Bart's neighbors
Stop hating
We all live and die
We fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets
We wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
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