Lyrics:
Yet within his group it's very couth at the least
Swell in tune with the movements of beasts
In the dark age he was unfazed by the new waves
So it's alright (Alright), I know it may sound silly to you
Truthfully it silly to me too, but that's what makes this song so true
(Here's
sound
By working out of doors
True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without
And when you're a professional pirate
Bad Polly: That's
was holding bong hits.
chorus – like mahatma gandhi followed by a horde of hotties or the feds on the trail of a
mr. john gotti, I'm a sound wave
it was beautiful...'||'...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound|differently. As I struck the wires with
the Constitutional Convention
There as a New York junior delegate
Now what I'm gonna say may sound indelicate
Goes and proposes his own form of government
may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin' all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song
I
at the
world? whose sound
I mock?
The sea drove me away
& yelled Go to your desire!'
As I hurried up the valley
It added one last yell:-
John Mayer
Fuck a long saber like i ain't
Luke Skywalker I'm Darth Vader
Armed with Vegas' claw blade may god
Save em -like Bart's neighbors
Stop hating
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
why I go hearken the passage
Ezekiel 36:26 it's my gladness
I think it's tragic
How often I trip up in traps set
By evil factions
I'm caught up in all
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
past the T.D. Jakes, by the grace of God made it 'cross the County Line, high and out' my right mind, didn't get no County time, everythang fine
interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures
Of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams & Mendel Rivers
To eat hog
rent
We get depressed and start wondering where it all went
It seems silly
For some life is too pretty
So we've gots to have war for that some
brought them boys, but I shoulda brought it like a concert
Fool's still alive, John Murell [unverified] Trauma Center, Concord
Shoulda doused him,
house, goodbye stairs
I was born here
And I was raised here, and
...I took some stick here
Love at first sight
It may sound trite
But it's true,
creation
Like Jesus but I ain't him, John Stoeter, I napalm
Get on the beat en fuego know by now dat I may burn
In the back crown on the rocks with the da
beseech as i guard my speech & it took me back for a balanced/ even if I lay the words of inferior *G* Dior Selah/ may I spring a *£ake* of truancy for
John and I are both deeply inspired
By the music of the 1960s
We stand in the shadow of
Timeless and monumental artists like
The Beatles and Stevie
Verse 1 (Scarface)
Up early in the morning,
Waken by the sound of my cell phone,
Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone.
Was a homie that I went
door
A-calling May Margaret's name?
It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home
Open your gates this night
Open and let
door
A-calling May Margaret's name?
It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home
Open your gates this night
Open and let
always was planning on changing
I hate that john back locked up cages
Aint for us to win, but shit i'm finna make it
I gotta try
Aint playin to lose if I
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