Lyrics:
and give a little clap
WOW
That was nice and loud
I'm so glad you all agree
Australia needs all our help, and now the outback has you and me
It was so much
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
all hysterical by now. PILATE notices BRIAN escaping.)
PILATE
You cwowd of cwacking-up cweeps. Seize him! Blow your noses and seize
him! Oh my bum.
Superstition
名神
It's the wicked within me
Caw and caw and bob
It's the wicked within me caw and bob
It's the wicked within me
I'm sitting slither like
Within me
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight
Let's make a little candle
And then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bing Crosby song,
damn town to get killed
It's all about the game, and nothin' else
You come out here, you better watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even
but the number one rapper in the world
He done traveled all over the world
He came back just to give you some game
All of the little boys and girls,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
open sleigh (jingle, jing, jing, jingle!)
Over the fields we go (o'er the fields, jingle, jingle!)
Laughing all the way!
Bells on Bob-Tail ring
to call it too early
Now it seems a world away, but I miss that day
Are we ever gonna feel the same?
Standing in the light till it's over, out of our
)
Ignore Bob he get weird sometimes
It okay though, Tem don't mind
(Except when Tem allergies kick up!
Tem allergic to Tem! Hoives)
Tem Flakes, Temmie's
I dont give a damn all up in this booth tryna lay this shit down
Yeuh so let me turn it down
We all around its a mixtape now
Stay tuned for more
stuck
Cause I just did pot (What?)
Nigga like 3 of them (Huh?)
Brownies, all had weed them
They tasted good
Yeah I put my feet in it
Plus I had
of Edward and Tammy's,
And lovely armoire where they keep all their jammies!
I really can't stand it, I think I may die!
Now where was that hanky? I'm
on the Mic I'm feeling like a P.A.C
Double up all my shots the bill on me
Just hop in the Studio, ain't no B.O.B
If we far from our crib it's a BnB
As I raid
gonna split like that, boy, we gonna need a prenup
Nolan just be playing now, like I'm over it
Call me up another time, digits are online, kid
Give me
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
wrong
If you learn to croon this happy tune
They call it Sam's song
"And now another treatment of this
Classic American Theme
Brought to you by
the box she dropped on my head
You can drop me in the ocean if it's anywhere near her bed!
Big up the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork
where they come from, I'm killing everyone
Finally make it to the back all alone pitch black
Hear a sound, what was that?
Think it came from over there
nuts?
My balls are feeling a mighty big now
I might just have to dig down and pull 'em through my britches
It's sheer hustle, I bob, weave, deflate
speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night
don't be uptight!
Over by $1, what a fright!
Nobody ever wrote a song about Bob (Why not?)
This is a shame he did such a good job
He deserved (he does!)
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