Lyrics:
hands replaced paws-
As if we foresaw we would open doors
From trees we made oars to explore the shores
We were madly obsessed with the great outdoors
But
you most
It's like speaking of a ghost
I would love you most
It's like speaking of a ghost
Remember him, take a breath
Man the oars, then
oars
We still stake our claims at
Stern, Bow, Port or Starboard
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Just wait for others, holding offers
Make way for mothers, holding
And all that time, i felt just fine. I held do many people in my suitcase heart that i had to let the whole thing go. It was taken by the wind and snow,
Strokes from oars could be heard,
beautiful ships gushed through the sea
Like a wind from the north,
our ancestors reached the shore
Men from
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
by all the fancy cutlery
They're just plain better than me
Old money,
Old money
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
She'd ... always be extremely rude
To the help
BLOW OUT THE CANDLES
by Schneckenburger/ March
You flew in on a plane from Korea, to Anchorage, to me
You wore pink and blue elephants, and then you
Well life is but a dream, when baby you and me we go submarine
Near invincible, we got them ironsides
Won’t be swayed or waylaid
By the turn
Insane I wake up
The oars I take up and row to right
A dawnless widow
The Portsmouth ghost of an East End slight
For you I hold this and build
Down in Old Wapping docks, near the banks and the rocks
where the gibbets use to sing across the Thames
every now and every then with a silver oar
and space
cuts to what matters
Instincts you can't replace
If you travel by moon light
travel with no fear
The demons won't know that you're here
If you run
on the past, too numb to speak back. We're each abandoned by the hands of time that set us down to sail circles across a straight line. Sister moon, are we all
beat beat
Look at the wild deer
Tumbling out from the wood to drink by the shore
I count twenty-seven or more
Sun rises up from out oars
Now
"...from the darkness, risen our of blackness,
A flame once, burning like red blood
Was seen by those who waited for the battle,
To lead them
wealth and fame,"
Promised great bounty by the blessings of Njord.
"Vast wealth awaits you in the land across my seas."
Wind fills the sail, oars pound
Dançar reggae, samba-reggae, eu sou mais um
Capoeira foi quem me ensinou, leleô
Leleleô
Toda cor é a mesma diante da luz
Nem
and of course got the start,
Lay on, captain Bunker, I'm hell for to dart.
Now bend to your oars, boys, and make your boat fly
But one thing we dread of, be clear
Once I tried to row
'Cause you know I hate to fly
so I set out from the coast
But got battered by the tide
As I glided back to shore
I raised
to a place
A land that's not so far away
The boat above our heads for the walk to the shore
As feelings of dread soak the length of the oar
Connecticut
Strokes from oars could be heard,
Beautiful ships gushed through the sea
Like a wind from the north,
Our ancestors reached the shore
Men from
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
The BNF has twenty thousand different drugs to take,
So we thought, “What
his footprints in the sand
Looks toward the skies, breathes the air and testifies
"Behold ye gods, I am man"
You've been smashed by the wheel
Murder
or on the metaphor, this creature oars up the sycamore
Cold as Vermont
Call upon my denouement, using a Thesaurus
Breaking out the big ol' fonts
Critical when you
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