Lyrics:
That's crazy.
Steve: But what?...
Bruce: What 'appens if the lighting truss is gonna fall down on yer 'ead? Does 'e go?...
Nicko: Well then
a motherfucker have his br-ead, may-an
Fed Ex to the highest degree, tax free
Ballin' out of motherfuckin' control
A major factor playin a white man's game man
be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin'
or t-shirts
You were bloody great last time you come
I thought me 'ead was stuck in the bass drum
Bloody loud, me bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters
ever, never ever, never ever
Things â??ave got read into what I never sad,
'Til me mouth becomes me â??ead
Which ain't not all that clever
And it's
never ever, never ever
Things â??ave got read into what I never sad,
Till me mouth becomes me â??ead
Which ain't not all that clever
And it's not not
Eirinn is niorbh fhearr lei beo
Mise ag leimnigh no leagtha i gcre is mo tharr faoi fhod
Ta bean in Eirinn a bheadh ag ead liom mur bhfaighfinn ach pog
O/
still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be.
'ho takes good care
bean in Éirinn, s níorbh fhearr léi beo
Mise ag léimneach nó leagtha i gcré is mo thárr faoi fhód
Tá bean in Éirinn a bheadh ag éad liom mur' bhfaighfinn
still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be.
'ho takes good care
other
When emotio-ions, start fillin' up inside your hea-ead
It gets so complicated and he's so frustrated
You forget to say the things that ought
fillin' up inside your hea-ead
It gets so complicated and he's so frustrated
You forget to say the things that ought to be sai-ai-aid
My simple heart -
from the hands of (why)
When them guys gone, and you (bet) home in the ghetto
They trappin' him off within then
Look at the fonky red'ead
Done
son, you get shiz-not
Right in your hiz-ead, you'll be diz-ed
Don't front on this nigga, I'mma from New York Ci-zey!
Ya'll butter pec', make my nuts
How much more can we ignore the voices
How much longer can we keep our h eads in the sand
Can't you hear me - don't you even hear me
I'm screaming
he just fell down dea-ead
I wish she'd-a cleared my head
Ginger Man, follow me home, babe
Again and agai-ain
Ginger Man, follow me ho...o-ome
and they still listenin'
When you see me you know me
But excuse me don't fuck with no bitch niggas,
Eads blown, heads gone, if they step in Bone
We let
other
When emotio-ions, start fillin' up inside your hea-ead
It gets so complicated and he's so frustrated
You forget to say the things that ought
be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin'
dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup.
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
Baggy trousers, baggy
dia
estávamos juntos por EAD
quando tu foi embora não pude entender
me deixou desnorteado e meio perdido
no fim das contas quase nada mudou
amo você e
aulas do seu EAD
deixei de ir quando gorfei na blusa
dessa menina tão bonita
quase desacordado
pego a briga do amigo na esquina
minha vó sempre me disse
viajei pra Atlanta.
Ead é o caralho meu mano eu to zen foco no trap pra vida de rei
Então joga pra mim, tapa na bitch com a ponta da glock mistura meu
prova a distancia tipo EAD
Minha pala, implicância de meu envelhecer
Me distorcer como num filme trágico
E não me resolver mina como um cubo magico
Meu
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