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Albums:

3 Blind Mice, Vol. 1 (Art Blakey) · 3 Blind Mice, Vol. 1 (Art Blakey) · Three Blind Mice, Vol. 2 (Art Blakey) · The Famous Sound of Three Blind Mice, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Three Blind Mice, Vol. 2 (Art Blakey) · Three Blind Mice [Japan Import] (Art Blakey) · Blind Leading the Blind (Trivium) · Cats and Mice (Kristin Hersh) · When the Cat Returns, the Mice Are Fucked (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Meetle Mice (Dan Deacon) – and 90 other albums »


[Shock-G]
Three grinding mice
Trying to make a life called three strikes
The rat got three to five, two got life
Those Three Blind Mice

[Humpty-Hump]
Now,
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile

Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
Beatin' on the ding dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a gal, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding dong don't bother me
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile

Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
me by the seat of the pants

I don't have nothin' to bother me
As happy as a possum in a lemon tree
If I had a wife that'd work at all
I wouldn't
mice
My blind mice

I am the lord with a plastic hand
Where are the slaves that I command
Where are the knights that were trembling at my words
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile

Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
Blind fish being used as musical scales
Sharks puffed for fish and whales
I long to be by the sea where a blossom falls from a cherry tree
That's what
the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile

Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice
Nice Nice Nice 

Kick 'em in the grill Pete! 
Verse One: Pete Nice 
Gas, past tense, made facially 
3rd Bass'll express, KMD 
Three blind mice
direct from my imagination!

Three blind mice!

Watch your step, girls!

Three blind mice! See how they run.

You gotta turn up the heat, you gotta
on flatbush avenue

some people say it once, we're gonna say it thrice
We're not the sons of brady or the three blind mice

and the mist a mist and fiercest
and cry Thank you

I look into the sun until it blinds me
I look into the sun until I go blind
I am raped by the light of the light until I am the son
by a Koolah bar tree needing an
Urgent appendectomy
The Flying Doctor like a true Australian, performed the
Operation with a saltine can, he made
we're pissed right up tonight
Pissed right up:
Cider, cider apple tree
Cider, cider I can't see
Now I'm going out of me mind
Now I'm going fucking blind
precise, had you blind like three mice
Me shise, must of had me mistaken for the wrong stick

That kids cut short, I'm the one with the long cord
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
they carved their initials in an old birch tree
With a heart and an arrow and a 'sixty-three.
You had to be blind not to see
It was a perfect love.
would laugh at you
Nevertheless
I still want to go to the Festival

And dance before the Prince

All three were beautiful of face, but vile
And the olive tree is consumed by fire, oh-oh, oh oh oh
So high, most high, so high

[Chorus]
Where are the words of the king
Who moves the stars and then
the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck 
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in
of it all

Well, he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor you-N-I-T
1 motherfucking 2 motherfucking 3

[Chorus: x4]
serve me? Come on, really
Till I can't breathe, yo, I'ma be with it
When I hear three words, you got it, I get it
My style is wild but strong and you're