And then I heard your song Singing over me Singing over me Now that I hear you, Lord I want to know you more I want to know you more Sing your song
is bond This is a modern type of style, look at what I did A Devil still can't build a pyramid I dug a tunnel to Asia, wrote a speech with a laser Rush
a benz still on welfare No insurance, no license, and no health care Computer illiterate Smoke dank like a cigarette A straight fuckin idiot You think that I give a shit I need a
day over what you might say My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A On highways write with road rage Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all
Peace Camp to women only is a sensible political ploy, But if it is a demonstration of sexual exclusivity it is a sham. Aren't we seeking to destroy
other team a dreadful fright Boston's tenth man could not be wrong Up from Third Base to Huntington They sang another victory song Two! Three! Four!
I still have the shake in my voice And I'm going to sing you this song I don't know you from Adam, it could make my day If you leave me a message I'll
padlock the gate for security guards to patrol And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink While the married ones turn on a chat show They will
A jet-powered rocket ski On the second day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski On the third day
imagine fifty people a day,I said fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a
Gotta earn a G, uphearnestly, up early when the birds'll sing It's an emergency, never did occur to me that the first and the third'll be Such a thirst
a boat to throw me a line See my Stella smile Sitting on the roof eating alligator pie First day the water rise Second day the sun is high Third day Stella
stress and strife But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing
don't move as a playa !!! and associate with the plexin Bone hard, bitch, Monroe City, Texas A veteran don't get me wrong cause put you a glass Pour you a
A bit of a hot potato in a moment, eh Fred, in South Africa? Well I'm sure there's a video in there somewhere David Bowie, the price is right A suitful
a hospital wing And nothing ever happens Nothing happens at all The needle returns to the start of the song And we all sing along like before And nothing
it Wanna be down with the Day-Glo Knocking on my door, saying, "A yo yo" Knocking on my door, saying, "A yo yo" "I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo