Lyrics:
give it back
Might just steal your hoe and
Make her lick up on my toes
Young Vease stone cold wrist on Oars Neck water
I'm froze, story been told
Bitch,
We hebben hej de V, de V van water.
We weure um ut oar, alsmaar zaater.
Blaadbloazer Gaffel, doot met os mei.
Van Bommel oëtgespeuld, de volgende in
locked up, loaded down
and i'm short a try
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Different version of song performed by OAR at Northberg
you could put it in
Of course being a Monday would be the one day
Trains are delayed by the score
And it never rains but it pours
Mine's not due for
So this is Great Britain
And welcome aboard
A sinking ship that's full of shit
And someone nicked the oars
With failing false economy
And anti-punk
"Downstream" by The Rainmakers from _The_Rainmakers_
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Well, me and Mark Twain were having us
are waiting by the shore
Each with a dragon ship
And one hundred men prepared for war
He returns to his bed kissing
His sleeping wife goodbye
swallowed by the waves
Rocks and mountains break
Dead men on the path to Hell
And Yggdrasil quakes
From the east comes a ship
Loki holds the oar
at them with force
All men to the oars
Row for all your worth
Most likely this will be your last day
On this wretched earth
The weak they try
Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River
Summoned by the beating of drums
Our number is few and our errand is dire
We do what must be done
of oars.
Someone blind is begging, somebody is singing hymns.
The stone of silliness is rather cheep.
Everybody has it wearing zealously by the body.
People
the choice poorly made
The man whom they bore lived by sail and by oar
The largest we had ever seen
He endured the temptation
Faced the lashing with pride
Well I tried to cross that river, but the water just went up
It's gettin' harder for a man these days to keep himself afloat
When I was young down by
found you washed up on the shore with your small boat that had no oars
I know you said the air is clean but all I breathe is everything
The water rises
you need to start again
You gotta make wings out of your oars
And push your ship to unknown shores
We were born to pursue virtue and knowledge
But we
Sunrise by the river
On a cold November day
I saw a paper bag floating by
That was my papa
I saw a violet in the grass
That was my mama
And looking down ha
of progress
Land and riches grew
A country built with blood sweat and tears
By forbears for me and you
They planted the seeds of our land
To reap and make
as these cinders fall into the abyss
When the sun goes down
On the Westman shores
All these boats will burn
With these wicken oars
When the sun goes down
to apologize for dragging you all along on this raft down this river without an oar to paddle on
Wasn't i right though? the air is so crisp and light oh oh come
stop
A pile of bodies I stand on
Our swords will be warmed by the blood of the foe
Our armor will wear the fear they show
And so we ride
We sail
the moment
But harder to live by when your life seems frozen
In the blink of an eye, you can slip back to where you were
Even if you were on top, you can hit
without warning lasted an hour til the cloud line broke
We're setting sail at daybreak we'll get by without words just oars
The fire started roaring and for
that's all right with me
Cause we could make love by the light of the stars
And even though I broke the oars we'll eventually get to shore some way
But
Movement...
I'm asleep in a fog
That nothing can cut through
The constant of time standing ever still
Waters pristine, oar rippling stars
An endless
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