Lyrics:
merry go round
of lies and blame
You messed me up
Craving more
Broken promise, slamming doors
How the hell did we end up this way again
I don't wanna
head, round n' round like a merry go
Wake up, man where the fuck did Mary go?
I roll that yeah-yeah, I fucking count the dough
I do the blah-blah, throw
merry dancing 'round the tree
So I'm a little bit hoping Santa hasn't been
And I can go back to sleep
'Cause we had a little bit too much fun this
dirty old cough
Hey merry-go-round
We scream, can't get off
Off the dirty old engine.
The tune still ringing in our ears
A lonely blues we played for
she’d go home with you
But who knows though if that is true
You couldn’t even remember her name
This night’s a whirling merry-go-round-round hurrah
it, okay?
Nicko: Yeh, he did go the wrong way about it.
Steve: Well then.
Nicko: Well I'm, I, I, I, I tell you what, I mean it ain't gonna happen
the snow
Take my hand and climb aboard the merry-go-round
We'll spin until our stomachs give in
Promise me we'll meet here every Christmas
Cuz with you I
Riding the merry-go-round of life
When you feel unearthly power
And we've finally reached the witching hour
Here's a question I propose
Have you ever
see identity?
No, I will never tell!
No, no! Go, Brobot, Go!
Up and down on a merry go round
So merrily we go!
Sing out, three cheers for the count
maker
All day singin', supper on the ground
Old folks and youngins, gather 'round
Every kind of fiddle you ever did see
Come along merry and sit by me
hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope
hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope
How ya do, how ya do
I got the joints to make ya (jump)
Because I'm headin' eastbound
Tired of the merry go round and around
And everybody's talkin'
'round, actin' brand new (new)
I ain't tryna tell you what to do
But try to play it cool (cool)
Baby, I ain't playin' by your rules (rules)
Everything
that fits
This hectic merry-go-round
That seems to never stop
There goes another winter, another spring
With my dreams and my visions turning pale
You
Pop me a perc now i'm zoomin round town
Fuck nigga try me he catching dese rounds
She spin on my dick like a merry go round
Sexy lil vibe and you
And make it go up and down"
And that was good advice, good advice
Good advice costs nothing, and it's worth the price
I sincerely doubt
That the world
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And now I stand on wholesome grounds
And I don't have many men to go to
Still ready handy steady when I roll through
Cos
eastbound
Tired of the merry go round and around
And everybody's talkin' 'bout you're so funny
But they still tellin' lies to me
I got the trees in my
, merry we go 'round
And ashes, ashes all fall down, hey
Highlight reels from our wonder years play reruns in my mind
Turn behind my eyelids, they help
fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is
We are all United in the dance of death
A march into the darkness, a dance within the depths
Hand in hand, merry, round we go
This bond we have
as merry-go-round of the throbbing dream
The jewel shining in my heart
Keep in
Shake and Dance
Shake and Dance
The future is sparkling
Wonderland
If you tune up
I can't be seen with a bitch, yeah
Can only be seen getting rich, yeah
I just walk in with the stick, yea
Me and the gang gettin' slick, yea
Me
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