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could afford it
Well like, I 'ad to pack that all in cos of the music But like, one time I got chased by Helicopters
Police, Police Dogs
Like I got away
Sunday morning and the lawns all mown
We walked through the Japanese Gardens Home
You tried to impress me by rolling a smoke
But your hands were
spit
Ebonics, burnin, that's the shit
And that girl by the bar with the waistline
Shakin her hips (okay!!)
This is the last crusade, I might
Fix your
an unpleasant pain
Yet fools come back to feel the burn
Are we lost in the garden of hypocrisy?
Now we have formed a riot against the masses
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Old man, I heard some things about the boy you used to be
No father, no king, just a broken old man broken by the whiskey
Too afraid to stay, too
another one
The mourning ends,
the maker mends,
and you feed it
And with your nothing words, stand by the lie, watch your saviour bleed
He said, “My son,
There's a song in the land of the lily,
Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh,
Over high garden walls, this sweet echo falls,
As a soldier
always been Ethel
"Jacob, wake up, you've got to tidy your room now"
And then Mister Lewis
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden
Will I ever again
have my hair combed by the wind?
Will I ever again plant pansies in the garden
and set geraniums in the sky outside the window?
nothing to see
Just a cool breeze that's encircling me
Let's go for a walk in the garden
So far and so wide
We can sit in the shade by the fountain-side
Once upon a time a lover gave to Leyli
two nightingales which were flying in a garden
One of the nightingales is made by dawn and light
the other
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not, you won't find it
While common sense is goin' out of style
I thought that I would be above it all by now
In some country garden in the shade
But it's business as usual
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
There's a song in the land of the lily,
Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh,
Over high garden walls, this sweet echo falls,
As a soldier
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
sleeves,
Life is a hard road to travel, I believe.
Like some ragged owlet with its wings expanded,
Nailed to some garden gate or boardin'.
Thus will I
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
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