Fall is here, hear the yell Back to school, ring the bell Brand new shoes, walking blues Climb the fence, books and pens I can tell that we are going
Oh, the night's so young It's been so long since I had any fun I don't know what's wrong I just wanna play another song When the seasons change, leaves
Run just as fast as you can You jump ship way quick but maybe it's thicker - than water I've got some good news for you my friend - the man is faster
Spoken: Well, I've got one memory thats always been with me. My dad would get up to go surf about 4:30 or 5:00 and sometimes I would hear him and go
One...Two...One, Two, Three... No need to pull some weight around But then I ain't gonna just sit here Like a clown and just wait around (Oh no) I'm
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standin' at Or maybe it's the weather or somethin' like that But mama, you
I want to be where the talk of the town Is about last night when the sun went down Yeah and the trees all dance and the warm wind blows In that same old
It's always more fun To share with everyone It's always more fun To share with everyone If you have two Give one to your friend If you have three Give
Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You, you
Even after all the murdering Even after all your suffering so You know I love you so You know I love you so and so Even after all All that you go on
This must be underwater love The way I feel it sleeping all over me This must be underwater love The way I feel it After the rain comes sun After the
Horizon has been defeated By the pirates of the new age Alien casinos Well maybe it's just time to say The things can go bad And make you wanna run away
This is a true story..... I think it was a sign When your cell Phone fell Into the toilet And then it spelled The word Goodbye Backstage at the shell
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Three it's a magic number Yes it is, it's a magic number Because two times three is six And three times six is eighteen And the eighteenth letter in
They tell me that the bees don't make honey anymore Then what am I supposed to tell you? They tell me that the ocean is tired of her shores Then tell
No good with faces and I'm bad with names Gave me directions nut it's all the same I'm lost, I'm too tired to try Street lamps are broken, black the
After all of this time, after all of these seasons After your one decision to go to the water for reason It's only the ocean and you And all of these