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Bum Bum With Bam Bam Rhythm (Delroy Wilson) · Bump Tiddle Dee Bum Bum! (Tex Ritter) · Der BUM BUM Song (Gerry) · Bum Bum with Bam Bam Rhythm (Bum Bum w/ Bam Bam Rhythm) · Scorn Defeat (Sigh) · By Reason or by Scorn (100 Fires) · Scorn Defeat (Sigh) · Of Love, Scorn & Insecurity (Crossing Togo) · Scorn (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Cattle and Bum/Live in Manchester [DVD] (Peter & the Test Tube Babies) – and 20 other albums »


You are the daughters of sorrow
And somehow I just know
I'm gonna have to hang around you

We walk through the world
As if by starlight
We've
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung

father
you're a sad old man
your tawdry vest is gray

memories
of a former man
are
Jiggy jiggy bum bum
Hey piggy run run
Jiggy jiggy bum bum
And a hey piggy run

Tied my rope around his feet
Swung him up in the mill to bleed
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you

But
Phoney jewels, or rock star phone

I'm waiting for a friend to call, or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why

[Chorus]
I can't wait for
Phoney jewels, or rock star phone

I'm waiting for a friend to call, or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why

[Chorus]
I can't wait for
simplicity

But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by
Hate for hate and Ruth for Ruth
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth
Scorn for scorn and smite for smite
Love for love and guile for guile

He who is
rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity

Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He
a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.

Nobody seem to know me,
Everybody pass me by.

Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to hold
too
Oh yeah

Got to get you by yourself
I-I don't need nobody, else
I'm just waiting for the sign
To say the night is yours and mine

Where I really
Time: 1:47 beach bum music bmi
Producer: brian wilson
Assistant engineer: squek stone
Mixed by mark linett at image
Brian wilson

One, two

Acapella,
To see what lies beyond our sight 
The secrets robed in blackest night 
The things we dream but never see 
Caged and blinded by the Beast 

From
Well it was just two years ago,
I met a girl in San Fransisco
Took her by the hand and I trapped her love.
And it was then that I could see.
Just
Get a job, you bum bum bum bum
Money don't grow on trees, you bum bum bum bum, 

Silent Farts, Deadly Farts, 
All was calm, Not for long, 

Oh come
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you

But
There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze

few people get
Throwing you a line, send me back a sign, love
One by land or two by sea

Oh Bells
Nothing here but bells
Ringing in my heart
La la la la la la

Meet
invincible, sons of nobody we live for glory
God's bastards
We adore scorn!
Nocturnal beings satiated by hate untamed and savage larvas calling for mutation
My father promised me roses
My mother promised me thorns
My father taught me to use my mind
My mother taught me scorn
He touches me lightly with
Fast death, disenchanted by life
Marked by envy and scorn
Show to the world his mortal hate
Die with regret
There's no light and there's no air
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
but today
I'm a Nashville bum
Well now, here's a song I wrote
By myself, note for note
With a lot of help, if I make Number One
You can change
Phoney jewels, or rock star phone

I'm waiting for a friend to call, or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why

[Chorus]
I can't wait for
Leave a messenger to find him, as we speak the traffic thickens like a =
Virus. Dead bum, dead bum, just another dead bum, dead bum, dead bum, =
Did I