Lyrics:
it cost
looking for any throwing mother moving car
money on my gummy looking like a dumb
was a watch you pluck around and go blind
never let my dogs
To pluck the strings of destiny
Oh-ho-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me
Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory in the fighting
geese in a flock
One flew east
One flew west
One flew over the cuckoos nest
O-U-T spells out
Goose swoops down
And plucks you out
With words rhythm
Ho-oh-oh-oh
To pluck the strings of destiny
Ho-oh-oh-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me
Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory in
sleeping eyes
Pluck, the wings, from painted butterflies
Feed him, with, apricots, and dewberries,
With purple grapes, and mulberries,
The honey bags,
the dark reach out to pluck my heart
Just like a string
The loudest voice is the one that fuels disbelief
Deconstructing arbitration, circumstantial
the Savior's hand, He's in the Father's
I'm in the Savior's hand, He's in the Father's
What blessed security for all eternity
No man can pluck me out, there is
Yeah
Cigarette
Resting on my lip
Guitar sitting
On my hip
Nah nah nah
As I play this song
Yea
As I pluck this six string
Nothing can go wrong
No no
Sorta tired granting wishes
My pond kinda small
Kinda odd for how big I'm getting
Trying to pluck me off
They'll feel better when I'm swimming with them
melancholy bleeds
(Dies!) The hope someday this will cease to be
A shadow slowly reaches out
Plucks us and shoves us in its' mouth
Fashion victims paste their
He needs to feel his power, king of everything
But you're the queen that's all he needs, so remember
I say clip his wings
Pluck them out, trim them
There she moving unseen
Little red dress put her hips on me
Baby you mine tonight
Tangled in time tonight, Ipanema
Baby wanna pluck your strings
Be like say I don go jam oo
And I wanna kiss you
Girl I wanna pluck your mango
Know ma money big like Jombo
Be like say I don't go jam oo
Make I
pluck out thine eye (I'll pluck out thine eye)
These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I'd like to see
How you all would bleed for
a shotgun gun
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
Potato dogs
Dogs that fly
Real dogs ??? ???
(Pluck out my eyes)
Pluck out my eyes on Sunday
Blow out my
sort of songs are sung?
Chocolate soldiers march us onto stage
Pluck us up to play inside a cage
This is the funniest gig we've ever done
With
for me
When the pig runs slower (slower)
Let the arrow fly (fly)
When the sin lies bolder (bolder)
I'll pluck out thine eye (I'll pluck out thine
Hey, watermelon man
Hey, watermelon man
Give me one that rattles when you lug it
One that's red and juicy when you pluck it
Do you understand,
Hey, watermelon man
Hey, watermelon man
Give me one that rattles when you lug it
One that's red and juicy when you pluck it
Do you understand,
the winter
Bandage the limbs, and resew all the seams
Pluck out the lingering splinters
And sleep 'til the day
That I don't see your face in my dreams
fetch your spade
Go pluck my credence
Ah yeah
Pushing me 'til we fall
Ah yeah
Too big to ignore
Waiting by myself
Living on the shelf
Go fetch your
calling me
Oh-ho-oh
To pluck the strings of destiny
Oh-ho-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me
Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums
Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I mentioned
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan
On the drums, Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I
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