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is adored by the world
This album has some lovely samples of
Beatles music it has, for instance
Eight new titles wrought by the incomparable
John
the rules every day
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why
Dear
the rules every day
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why
Dear
the rules every day
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why
Dear
sold out
Before she even though of putting it out
And John, who was never the quiet one
Makes all his press contributions from his old songs
In tune, in
will bring us home to God
Based on a hymn by John Newton (1725-1807)
you)
(I love you)
(I love you)
The dream of Huey Newton that's what I'm livin' through
The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin' you
Who
john(john)
now we cracking guns
and singing that song called revenge
Taking a trip to the underworld(world)
where i got no feelings and no sympathy
fuckin' dick, bite me
I'm not somebody that you should be takin' lightly
All of this hate in the air, it blinds me
Admit it, you fuck boys love to fight me
Hey Louis...
Yeah?
Is that you?
Yes yes
Oh, I'm Scatman John. Would you like to sing a song, man?
Well,sure could
Look out! 1, 2, 3, 4...
This beat is my property, with these songs I be laundering, make you see harmony
No point in harming me, your armory won't pierce, why?
God's
scared anytime that you bark
No one runs anytime that you -
I don't need a feature in the song
It could be me, featuring me
It could be co-written by me
It
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
the fuck is a civic
One talk about love and than shawty I'm dipping
Cause bitch you don't love me I know that you tripping
Mention me in a song than start
Busker John Joe May ©2004 Jon T. Howard
For twenty five years John Joe May played the Underground
In the alcove at Notting Hill Gate that busker
piece of country heaven
Where we turn it up to eleven
Uncle John's farm is a place we can go
Where no one will stand in our way
And you'll love Aunt
hear the song?
It haunts you
It haunts you
My sweet John
My dear John
Oh my love
My sweet John
My dear John
Oh my love
Are we touching
to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams)
(Cause I love you, I love you, I love you)
The dream of Huey Newton that's what I'm livin' through
The dream
bathtub
I don't even have a bathtub
Well I do
But I don't use it cuz thats kinda gross love
All you bloody bugs is bustin'
Gotta fart so you know I'm crop
only know me off the rap
But I still hit
Run the song back after I make it
They gon' feel this
Threw the mask on before I
Rap 'cause I'm real sick
Niggas
has gone,
Killed by the shots of a gun.
Oh - John is dead !
I´m so sad.
I do long
For each unwritten song.
He was a walrus, lived near Strawberry
now would be a sin
I need my five more minutes of radiation
I need John’s Glory of True Love
(love you John)
I need by JP meditation
Just thinking about
Newton-John!
Ha! More like Travolta
You’re no ‘Pink Lady’ you’re too fat, vile and shady
Girl, that’s rich coming from Rizzo’s mum!
Tell me more, tell me more
younger gods love banana clips, broads that strip
candle wax, brown Beamers to whip
And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for taking pictures!
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