Lyrics:
ladies wanna swaller my hero.
They live in squaller and fear though they daughter come here though,
She know I keep plenty Robert De Niro.
You punks
a movie and I'm just living it
I don't know how I do this
I'm confused as you
I'm the loosest
Stay true to your gift
I don't ever insist
Come over here
demonstrate napoleon
Will assist him napoleon just put
Your horn down, Just relax, put
Your head back, Here comes the
Drill okay, heh heh heh
You know what I'm
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
Come on over here
I'm supposed to sound peaceful, you broke my
Alright come on here's your pistol come on take it
There you go, now load it up
Alright
can take you there
I can make sure you've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager
Come here, girl, I could see you bored
Turn you
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
do it all
The talk on so it's easy to prove to y'all
I grab the jet catch me New Vegas holding
By the campfire Garcia Vega rolling
Swollen, haven't you
can take you there
I can make sure you've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager
Come here, girl, I could see you bored
Turn you
I'm just here to fuck up the plans
Dance after dance, just like the world is stuck in a trance (Amen)
There's nothin' more priceless than bein' free
good about yourself right now, huh?
(Satisfy) is has come to you (yeah, 6ix)
Hold up let me get it now
Bitch, I'm here to win it now
L-O-G-I-C, I'm
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the State
I'm a sergeant out on Perenville, barracks No. 8
I've always done an honest job, honest as I could
I look at Julia Roberts
And you're just the poor jerk that I walk on by
And it makes me happy
It makes me smile
For a while
Everything's
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
YOU MATTER
Words and Music By Carolee Rainey
Produced By Robert L. Smith
Engineered and Mastered By Robert L. Smith and Defy Recordings
Guitars
The money goes round and around and around
And it comes out here when they've all taken their share
I went to see a solicitor and my story was heard
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on
Am I right?
On the way we shed some tears
Every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here
Oh
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
is here alone
With no one by his side
Except for that farmer
Where he has landed
Robert, is that his name?
I want to meet him.
He is the one I shall
Mudcat was an old man
Lived down along the river by the big sand bar
Mudcat was a soul man
Played the Delta blues on a slide guitar
He'd sit out
blunt, I'm too forward
I'm direct and it's okay
Well I'd rather be a real person than a fake asshole for y'all.
I didn't come here to play
And this
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