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by ocean see sand on yo feet
Take you to a different place every day of the week
Guess that's the problem too attached guess I'm stuck to you
It's hard

and I'm wanting mo
The teller know me by my name I ain't fronting hoe
My numbers goin' up no nobody harder
I'm ending my night in somebody's daughter
You

Tilt to the Maythorn, come hornpipes and drums
It's three that I see dancing on the dunes
Three it is or four but it's no more than four
Woken in

Everything's Alright

Andrew Lloyd Webber

Jesus Christ Superstar

1970

you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight

Everything's alright, yes

feet?
Hit so hard that the world did a three-peat
(Woo) when I talk "Puttin' you down"
I ain't meanin' asleep
They gon' lay yo' body down, yeah
Six feet

Tango
(Tango from the mango you heard)
3 Strips on no checks
Aint worry bout them they sex (One love)
Big chain hang frm my neck
Take a whole pint

stabbed in the back by fake friends
Shit, before i ever thought about making the bread
Before i ever thought about taking the meds
Before I felt like I was

Used by bosses so I guess that's tool shit
I'm a Gemini so I guess I'm duel split
Uh Apology astrology I'm sorry I'm not a novelty
Up to bat and i got

I'll take you backstage i'll show you how it is
I'll give you some bread
Introduce you to the biz
By the time you get played you'll realize just what you

Wade on my feet shoot like the heat
Wade on my feet shoot like the heat
Wade on my feet shoot like the heat
Wade on my feet shoot like the heat

Everything's Alright

Andrew Lloyd Webber

The Greatest Songs

1995

you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight

Everything's alright, yes

bombast of its breast 
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty

squawking
How it sounds really
Feet on the coffee table trying to count a milli
I ain't cha average, I'm established
Shot out to Meg The Stallion, I'm

on the order of 16th of an inch or smaller. They drift by the window and I can see them against the dark sky. There were literally thousands of them. It looked

my props
Three toolys on me now I be swaggin like my pops
R.I.P. dat man yeah I really miss my dawg
Man he never even got a chance to hear one a my

Coyote

Sun Kil Moon

I Also Want to Die in New Orleans

2019

buried six feet deep (Buried six feet deep)
And they also discovered three neglected kids in that house
All of them under three years old (Under three

fifty feet back, back up
Sorry it's closing time, sorry it's closing time
Fifty feet, back up, fifty feet back, back up
Sorry it's closing time, sorry

Everything's Alright

Sarah Brightman

Andrew Lloyd Webber: The Premier Collection Encore

1993

you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight

Everything's alright, yes,

ass
Lemme double tap (tap)
Lemme double tap (tap) 
Lemme double tap that ass

By now its round 3 
Gettin hours out me
She started with a strip tease

sonnet
Lost in translation like the smaller the peak
I remember feeding ducks and playing with bees like
I remember mother's hugs and swinging off

your juicy balls
Slapping on her clitorus
I can clearly see the shit
I'm standing here across the room
In the corner, by the broom
I think that I'm about

smaller circles cut the ties oh

So don't cry oh
It's gone be alright oh
I promised you I'd take it far
That's till I die oh
I rock designer jus cover up my

By someone 
Less crazed
Who you can praise

I'm tired of living
A constant lie
Trying to push 
To feel alright
Hitting a high 
That I can't rely

The Bible would be much, much
Smaller in size, But not depth! i am sure as
Heaven's blessings, that God himself would have
Inspired some other writer, maybe