Lyrics:
On the plane of the baritone women
They talk low
'bout stuff they know,
They sing 'oooh!'
And laugh at you
Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah!
If you can't
If you can't
redemption
Kids are on kids are home
Kids are home
Attention baritone
Where's my phone I mentioned
Kids are on kids are home
Kids are home
Attention baritone
the noble inventors,
Finally shall come the poet worthy of that name,
The true son of God shall come singing his songs.
Soprano, Baritone
0 we can wait no
my ol' hometown
If I had saxophones
Big baritone, cleanin' up the muddy breaks
If I had Saxophones
I could get some recognition from
That
Appearing on
Songs of praise, oh songs of praise
To the cameras we will sing
In soprano, tenor or baritone voice
Those loud hosannas ring
All in all we can
Woah now
Me deh pon di go now
Tell dem watch it inna traffic, Koffee nuh slow down
Ina mi zone
Alto to Baritone
Soon dem ahgo see seh is a queen
should be callin me baritone (Hello?)
Can't figure out me when I'm on the phone (Who's this?)
Peace godly when I'm in the zone (Peace god, dear lord)
Von
I have a baritone voice and it's extremely clear
All my friends hear is me singing high
When in reality I sing low
There's a reason I don't make
Paul Carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone,
Ross
On fire like the bottles tossed
Break the glass like Mazel Tov
When you the shit, niggas Charmin soft
Baritone Baritone Baritone, Ayyyyy
She wanna
Tempus es iocundum,
o virgines,
modo congaudete
vos iuvenes.
(Baritone)
Oh, oh, oh,
totus floreo,
iam amore virginali
totus ardeo,
novus, novus amor
toys
ct the very least you know you'll get a
Merry Christmas from the Baritone Boys
This is definitely not what I signed up for
Spending Christmas day
stand alone
Product of the truth
Serenade me like a baritone
Light unto my path
10 toes
He be my ankle bone
Shoutout to the King
A real one
He ain't no
saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone)
Albert wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt mcgettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone, contrabass clarinet)
Scott
Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest.
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best.
But he also was a baritone who
you so aware...
of this globe's slow roll
and the chlorine in the air
vocal chords wrapped around the sun
baritone astronauts burn our houses down for
comin' home
Jackrabbit dying deep down in his soul
Dang-nab-it, you hate me, but hey now
Hip-hip hooray with your baritones on your hip
Hip hooray
worn or overexposed
We’re over exposed
Scratch from the tenor to the baritone
Remove the surface, what’s there is overgrown. It’s overgrown
Oh,
hear me
Like I sang in rich baritone (Baritone)
Kross tha ocean view
Or blue skies
Talk wit Mother Nature
By tha riverside (Uh huh uh huh)
All that I do
And if you don't like it ya' gotta go
There's only one star to this show
And he's the boss boss boss boss
Baritones the boss boss boss boss
Boss boss boss
the gathering of the shadows in the sky
Rumbling are the baritone nights
Crashing all the colour's in the storm
Rolling rolling, rolling
Go out and open up
with the baritone
Make em feel the flow from they head to the soul
Life getting weird I woke up in Mexico
Think the old me is dead somebody tell em adios
actually agree
Cause of factually I'm a fake baritone not a tenor see
But now I'm making a living spitting these spiritual rhythms
I'm taking nothing from
2 On the Beach at Night Alone
Baritone, Altos
On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro. singing her husky song,
As I watch
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