Lyrics:
our man
You are our man
OBI
(You are our man oh)
Peter OBI
You are our choice
You are our choice
OBI
Just Be OBIdient yet though people
care
As the wine stains my lips
I'll find my peace
Don't be caught in these bitter dreams of salvation
For there is only God's Providence, it's no
care
As the wine stains my lips
I'll find my peace
Don't be caught in these bitter dreams of salvation
For there is only God's Providence, it's no
muh'fucker at
Everywhere we have on repeat
The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
Part of there where dude by the Duvall
Man the fuck up, perservere
married
I went for a ramble instead
For sooner than part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead
So I'll walk where I will over mountain
kids
She talks about his fish boats
And Rowan's mental health
Try to be nice to him
He's got that painting thing
It means so much to him
So much I
married
I went for a ramble instead
For sooner than part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead
So I'll walk where I will over mountain
I'm not that kind, I'll by your side
I know we are different
Pan Peter and Tinker Bell
They can never be each other's life-mate right?
Don't want
Saint Peter's Gate!
"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before
In this room
Now I make a living from a circuit I made
Out of trial and error and gigs that I've played
It might be the money or the town that it's in
But
"Peter Pan
That's what they call me
I promise that you'll never be lonely"
And ever since that day
Peter Pan, that's what they call me
I promise that
the Peter I know, was in a little pickle
Like Lord, I love you more than these
Lord, I love because of Jesus
I'll love them more for Jesus
I love him totally
on flush might break the commode
I'll take you anywhere you want to go oh oh
Baby I'm Peter Pan
Know you see I be the man
Fly away with me no plans
Ain't no
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
it up and attack, and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put the head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get
unless I leave the planet too
That's why I had to fly
I'm sorry that I had to abandon you
I'll return in time
Cuz, I see there is a shine in you
I know
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
poem?
One more off key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"
I kept
different metals in a join ye cannot weld,
And there's nothing to be gained from this dream of solidarity.
There's nowt for us to bargain with when
years is the limit, but eight will do
By then there'll be Bobby-
-And Teddy, too
Or Peter or Stephen-
-Or even you
Ooh!
And then there's
your recognition
be in the ignition first gear
I'm gone
had the best to the worst confess my lyrics is strong
Verse 1: Shaq Peter
Peter, the protagonist, hopped in his car and drove
With the intentions of driving off a foggy mountain road
He skipped the bridge out by
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