Lyrics:
ugly like Steve buscemi in forgo
Im the young Bobby Johnson
Color of Nucky Thompson
Was raised out in Florida but might as well been in Compton
A Fan
sound funny (well…)
But I was in pain
All right after twenty six hours
We got rescued by the brazilian anti-terror squad
Nice guys by the way
Later
go away
But if you stay, I'll make you a day
Like no day has been or will be again
We'll sail the sun, we'll ride on the rain
We'll talk
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
Day will break the nite
And the light will find my way
In a dream I'm sure I saw it all
The tides that fall
and rise again, and again
Well maybe it's
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
Only me and my dog
We're gonna walk around
cnd then we'll run around
Gonna jump in the air back to the ground
cnd then we'll run again
cnd in the end
gosh
Once again, it's hands up like a mosh
They ain't even arrived, yet its lit
Forcing this shit to paper, bit by bit
Making me cringe, knowing I date
again
She keeps his picture tucked away
She thinks she'll have it framed one day
And maybe he'll come see it there
Hanging by her rocking chair
Welcome to the hole
I'm glad you found me
I'm glad you're here
No one really ever comes by
What does this hole look like exactly?
Well, just take a look
wrist
That's the same pitch
Phone ringin', tryna get rich
Hello?
Pull up on yo main chick
We on the same shit
That's the same pitch
Hello?
KK, not again
clearer to me, that
It?s a tangled web
It?s a tangled web, I'm weaving
It?s a tangled web
Hello again, I must be leaving
can't stop the yarn I am spinning
Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
and then before my spit was catastrophic
Change of topic, I wanted to be like Steve or Martin
Wrote scripts as if it was my actual profession
My stop motion
WITH JESUS BY YOUR SIDE,
DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME,
I'LL BE FINE,
THIS AIN'T GOODBYE FOREVER,
WE'LL MEET AGAIN SOMEDAY,
AS LONG AS I SERVE LORD JESUS,
IT'S
missed by a yard
Got more bodies than bracelets got charms
We walk down hop fences and cars
One false move and he gone see the stars
Fixing to be like
packed, the list is by the phone,
Me and Snake will watch your place and treat it like our own
Look at all this liquor
Look at all this food
It's
of getting wasted
My house with one bedroom
What if I lose control again?
We can't think of getting wasted
When we live by ourselves
What if we all lose
Oh, well, I feel so loose tonight I might fall to pieces
So be prepared to sweep me out the door
And I might be horizontal by the time the music
once again
I warned you to stop
But you kept on going like a bag now
Im alot harder trying to go on my flag i
Swear ill smack you up like a fag
Yeahh
We'll Be Together Again
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin
Checking in to see if you're alright.
Finding out you flew
go away
But if you'll stay, I'll make you a day like no day
Has been or will be again
We'll sail the sun, we'll glide on the rain
We'll talk
Someday we'll meet again
We'll meet again
We'll meet again
Oh
Someday we'll meet again
We'll meet again
We'll meet again
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