Lyrics:
Islands will remain unmoved by you or me
And life will continue to march from the sea
Rain comes and goes
Erodes even stone
Slave to time's throes
We live
heard
As they march by that billabong
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Onward to the riverside
They have tantalized
Everything on which they've laid their eyes
As the days go by, the death toll sustains its rise
Well, how do you do young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun
I've been
So I put on my boots
And tie my laces
I march on with a deathwish
With smiles on my faces
Step by step walking towards my own death
Step by step 'til
the definition of raw spitter
I pop out the house like Oscar the Grouch
Where I'm from, they C Walk
Stay chalking you out
Where I'm from they B Walk
Never walking
closed, clutched to my shotty, having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons, no provisions, deceived by the devils decisions. Forced into a slave,
tight, see me catching flights
At the international terminal, where you don't go
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped
And tripped by mic
braggarts back stabbers, abracadabras
Get hit by the golden daggers (bring it!!)
[Chorus]
Intellectual, rhymin professionals
Bring all the ladies, in
the same
September rolled around
October wore a frown.
By Christmas we were through
I wish I didn't say I'm sorry
I wish you loved me still the same
Side by side with Odin in the lead they march towards
their mortal enemies
You hear the maimed one's call
Death songs from everyone
No one will
carry the torch we will lift up the flame
We will march through the darkness with the light of his name
Until the glory of God is seen by the world
We
thunder rages
Hear the song of the devil's choir
Played before a muse of fire
By the sword we march for glory
And the conquered kneel before me
a blast
Cause
March winds, and April showers push on
Live life by the hour
And the better times will find you! (Ya ya!)
Cause when there's, hardships,
See me through God's eye
Truly become the sole in my shoes
March in with my cry
March in with my cry
Take all of it in taste of my skin seasoned by
Nips and every tear despite
All'd be the same by March
Wish it all'd remained like the
Day you cried
I know you don't love me, but
¿Y si nada nunca
I know you've sing the requiem to me
I love you, stay and hold me close, don't die
Lamenting souls, crying by the river
We march alone, right out
Betrayed by the signs and the scriptures we learned
Tomorrow we stand in line
We will stand as accursed to the world
And march to the end of time
Betrayed
On the march
Madrid to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay
Pack up the troubles and you'll all get by
Smile boys that's the style
Pack up
a thrill a minute plane ride
It's over time at ring side, and that's no lie
March me down to the seven seas
Bury me with a ruby ring
Kiss me baby
like Mya as they prize
If you a rider down to ride don't go ghost come ride
Corrupted by these grams so in a instant we go live
We documented on camera
to sleep on the floor cuz I ain’t have a couch
I ride around with a p in a pouch
I keep a Glock with a dick by my crotch
My niggas pack what I’m slacking
the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch
You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I
more episode, maybe another
Welcome to Sesame Street motherfucker (Uh)
Big Bird in the bitch ass club, Elmo's on the couch getting fucked by his cousin
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