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Young Sam as joke bum
But stop cuz you
Can't joke the joker
The joke's on you
Don't get your hopes up
They won't come true
Goals get loads of mud
By folks

Not thrilled by a lotta Shit I'm quite the opposite
Cause it's trendy don't mean I gotta hop on it
Don't give acknowledgement or any sponsorship
Do

Biribibap biribibap 
biribibap bam by
Smoothies nos fuimos de cumbia

Te voy a contar la historia de una hembrita
Que esta bien buena que esta bien

or hear
Na with you I feel care
Something wey sincere
I promise you my heart
I no go leave your side
I go stand by you
Till the day I die
Oh my God oh my

I rode down to Mechanicsburg
On a cold and wintery day
And I heard a tramp by the railroad tracks
And he had these words to say

I worked forty years

Stumbled

Peter Hammill

Thin Air

2009

defines your life

You couldn't quantify the depths you'd have to plumb
Or the damage you've collaterally done
Still, your own footprints are the tracks you

and stuck in this mob
I guess it is not my plumb bob
Somebody tell me where is the stop knob
I strive to fit into my place
And this defined by other peoples

grew from young vines, measured by the plumb-line
Love is undying, word to granny's mother Undine, uh

We reach out as your first fruits
Praying by

amazin'


Oh, I heard you talkin' shit (You talkin shit?)

Okay, well hop up off my dick (Hop up off my dick)

My eyes get redder by the spliff

Damn,

Hello moms and dads hey hi how ya doing 

You know I'm glad you called by the way how's the children

Kitchen bathroom laundry walls flooring

Seizing consciousness for an unknown, finite, time 
Torn from the warmth of the womb
Unable to plumb the impossible distance to the end
Perhaps to be

Everybody run come (Everybody run come)
When they hear this gbedu dem dey whine
Dem dey twerk, dem dey shake their bum bum
Fore, Fore by Fore eh
Fore by Fore

Bo śmierdzi żołnierskie truchło
I kadzielnicą machał przed
Tym truchłem by trochę mniej cuchło

Przed nimi zaś muzyka bum tara bum
Rżnie marsza

a phone again
Don't buss up me a phone again
Or come and thief ma gold again
Write me a couple of ya melodies bcos they never get to me
Ya sending me ya bum

Celestine

Kirsty MacColl

Tropical Brainstorm [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2001

many men, so many fights
So many parties and late nights
She plumbs the depths and hits the heights
That Celestine

She pretends that she can't hear me

Daydream Cowboy

Chris LeDoux

Songs of Rodeo/Life as a Rodeo Man

2007

was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Sweet oh Sweet
Just to behold
Oh what a sight
Oh when Christmas time is over
I know you'll be by my side

So we cherish this Christmas

it back to back
Got these bitches on my sack
Want my money bitches wack
They want my paper I don't lack

I get approached by imposters 
They always

Its a cold night said the city bum
With a blanket on his shoulder
Sitting by the delaware
And the damp air gets colder
Morning is not even close

dziś na polu bitwy lub zwycięstwo da mi siłę by

Powstać

Za ten kraj oddam krew
Lecz potrzebny ktoś nam jest
Ktoś kto w siłę zmieni gniew kto wie jak

lazy
Everyday i wanna day with you
But this week make I taste you (Yeh)
O se mi pe kin boso
Pariwo sita pe mo romo
Fit to kill a man with your bum bum

Nails down my veins (veins)
Gettin' dumb founded brain (woo)
Make that bum bounce n' rain (uh)

She like to grab on my chains
Lil shawty snapping on them

By the beat

Oh, oh
Bum, bum, bum, bum

Sights of a city 
From a harbor stone
Two thousand miles
Away from home
I think that I
Love you so
I'll kiss

It goes bum, bum
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Eyes from the skies
Peering down from an airplane
I hear the cries of the city that I can't name
That's a damn shame