Lyrics:
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
boots on
Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home
Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones
No doubt about it that boy's country
In daylight the sunlight chases the grey lights of lingering night
Down by the beach a lone heron he keeps
His eye on the fish and the tide
But I hear
ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
[Verse 3]
Photo album on the counter, your
And he said: It's supposed to be fun
Turning 21
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again
But I'm still tryin' to find
I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses
in
of blue we can call our home
So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
While the politicians are throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
Dizzy with eternity
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
Call it home
sung by Nina]
All I ever wanted was for him to see
Was that I was all the woman he would ever need
I?ve given all of me so unselfishly
And now he?s
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Back on the roads yea I need me my bready
Hit me on tele if you got a Debby
Talking bout Td Oa Chevy
Got me a Walker think her name Betty
I Be
he's gone
Oh, I would love to hear T-bone
Even though I know that he is gone
Oh, it would bring back such great memories
Oh, just to hear your song
I tell em that I'm grown so, so I tell em
Music is My New Home
Walker doing good, yeah course he is
I get the bag, never force this shit
Elevating,
Rain on snow
Ironess, your highness
Rain on snow
Dj Shadow, what's good?
Makes it melt, away
You all ready?
Yo, white walker style now
And RIP Tone Bone
Real deep, Tone Loc
Big dog, Rojo
I can mingle with the white boys
Samuel Jackson in the fro zone
Blue lights, po po
Getting money like 50
crashed out the window, but they somehow held on
Dangling from a hundred stories high
Don't doubt him
Will he make it?
Continued next album
Will he
knowledge and told to share it
So all the wisdom I be dropping you could call it sparing
Yea, lotta y'all don't see the light cuz you stuck lookin at the blue
flesh
Blood speckles all over the loo
Words can break bones and turn your eyes blue
She zones out
Goes numb as he kicks and slaps her
She listens to that
and buried bones
You see, they met just out of highschool
ct clachua county fair
Jody ran the ring of fire
He had tattoos and mullet hair
One night too hot
“Lesbionicle Chronicle”by Rhune Kincaid and Diana Van De Kamp
Diana:I’ve got Joanie from Mad Men in my sights, And Kate Upton in a lingerie pillow
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
to my bones
You know its true
Feelin
Feelin these blues
Yeah feelin them
Oh yeah
Singin Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah
Baby Im blue
They gave me medicine for my
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