Lyrics:
'Caledonian' was coined by the Romans
Just to mark out the mad bastards up north
Is it 'yes' is it 'no', is it getting beaten 3-0 at home?
Is it a pregnant
is different, covered by this mask
I see no looking past with this shadow overcast
Face the truth, but we can't so we make lies
Take pride, and leave
One, two, three...
BILLY the Mountain
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman
wonder if you'll even know
Rolled a million miles
Under starry skies
Played in stadiums
And for empty dives
Drank a lot more than I made
Handed back all I
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
caught the pussy by the tail and
The kitty cat wailed under his power!
So scared that he pissed
Tinny rubbed his nose in it
And called him a coward
"You
still run dry
Before I write myself
Into final decimation
I'll retrace this life under sober empty skies
Sober empty skies
So this is the end
Of all my
a blood-stained crown.
Utter chaos supreme.
The sand absords the colour of dawn.
Nevermore shall they dream, nevermore.]
The years went by under a blood-red
I'm standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal street's so
something abstract
It's more like a feeling
Feelings of freedom
feelings that I used to know
and I feel I need them
They've been replaced by the empty talks
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
plentiful
Plenty fool
Empty
Like mp3
MTV
Wanna go against me?
Wanna go ahead and CcM on me
Put the C-c-M on me
Different way
Different spelling
I am telling
The rise and fall
Threading the needle the sun bearing beetle
Who fashions the sky with her eye: a Celestine vision
Sweet like persimmons laid out by
and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but
cover
Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover
She cannot take it no more she's got one foot trough the door
Need some time by herself she
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
gone Lift
An Empty song
Need a Riff
you complain
Because your musics
Getting beat by a kid
I'm making Thunder
So Low Key (Loki) Like Thor's Brother
By the age of 15 in 2014
I was rapping to my phone, listening to beats
Recording songs on SoundCloud doing "One Takes"
And if I messed up, I'ma do
flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
You can get up under the wind and glide away
The sky is big enough
called Brian
This man called Brian
Three camels are silhouetted against the bright stars of the
moonless sky, moving slowly along the horizon. A star
glasses empty now
It's time to rise and shine
There's one less cause in the world
To be leaving for
It was back in 39
When I was one year old
Sitting by
in the arms of any other person
though I will try.
Again I'll deny
the blanketing sky,
the thing I just realized
for probably the millionth time,
that
I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging|into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin
play some Jackson 5
Rum inside the eggnog
On my wishlist
I want a banana porche
3 hoes like I’m Santa Claus
Kiss under the missletoe
Merry Christmas
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