Lyrics:
just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Oh, even if there's songs to sing
Well, my children will carry me
Just know that I'm alright
I
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm fucked up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But
Somewhere like Monaco
Pick a place and go
Just let it flow
New jeans is torn
House by the shore
Yet I was meant for more
Ooo I got a feeling
Ooo I got
of Ethiopia a fertile paradise
Where everyone sings Beatles songs and buys shares in EMI
Charity, starvation, and rock and roll
Let it be, eh Paulie?
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
the best is yet to come!
ALL
Way hey!
We’ll have a Jolly Christmas
Too-ra-loo-ra-yay!!
Let sound the lute and fife
With a yo-ho-ho and a ho-ho-ho!
We’ll
(Truss)
Shit gone ahead and sing to em' them
Ha yeah
Let the beat sing
Time never mattered
America, fuck Bill O'Reilly
Four, three, two, one
What the fuck I look like sayin' I'm sorry
To a bunch of fuckin' fags who can't potentially harm me?
I
math
Legacy building fucking wit me
Let's go make million
Whatever you feeling
Put that aside cant act like we children
The limit's on top of the ceiling
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
I lived in a town way down south
By the name of Buffalo
Worked in the mill with the rest of the trash
As we're often called you know
You factory
Poverty-stricken and malnourished people
Washer women, beggars
Children an organ grinder plays)
Lost souls all of us searching
Never finding what we are seeking
performers in
Our career and he's come all the way from
Stokely Carmichel's -on-Sea
And I hope you're going to like
Him let's give him a big hand … (YAY!)
Isn’t Christmas so glorious?
WENDY, JOHN, MICHAEL
Isn’t Christmas so glorious
GEORGE
‘Til there’s bills we have to pay
WENDY, JOHN, MICHAEL
La la la,
you when I needed you
I'm afraid its too late (Yeah) to let you come back to me (Oh, yeah)
Where were you when I needed you
Did you get yourself
By the shores of Normandy
A story comes to be
Bringing forward history
Of animosity
Deep into that darkness
Wondering fearing doubting
Dreaming
follow me
And I will come to"
Yo, my war's against the foundation
Of a global united nation
When humans rule the world
By the codes of free mason
of this music straight refuse to live the lie
So often dreams they go and, run a way,
Nasty bills come thru the door and eat ya pay
Often clouds they come
Master and Missus, are you all within?
Pray open the door and let us come in!
O Master and Missus, a-sitting by the fire,
Pray think on us poor children
And the spirit of John moved upon
The face of the waters
And John said "Let there be
Light" and there was light
And John saw that it was good
Dear
there to show?
Side by side they marched together fighting so their children
Could be free,
To build a better world, a new society
All classes
fuckin' nation
Persuaded
By television
Some fuckin' music
Headphones
That got drilled into their fuckin' heart
Head like a drill sergeant
Hmm
Yeah
I'm
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