Lyrics:
"And now for something completely different"
Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans
All aboard pull the oar and row
All aboard to the poles we go
All aboard take the oar and row
Climb aboard for the gale will blow
All aboard
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row, row)
The ships await us by the Birka quay
All prepared with sixty oars
They will carry us
And my eighth album comin'
Feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs
But I could rewind the calendar, back
Back when it was now or nothin'
People said I
the lighthouse in the end
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
inside of me
Now this is my delivery
Whatcha gon do
When my album drops
And it's hot as fuck baby
Whatcha gon do
When it's in ya headphones
And you
niggas out with that fuckin' iron
Say
Tiger shoulda took me on his PGA a tour
I put niggas on the floor
I steer the boat like an oar
I bring that shit
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
the way that my flow bores
And leave your ears up shit creek without a funk oar
Now certified wise gotta hold o ya
We got the whole lot o cop and magnolia
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
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Three little pigs of Green Jelly
It's Cloudly Now Album of Aviv Gefen (Hebrew)
What's up? of 4 NON BLONDES
a REAL live one
Sing him to the shore
By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
Young Johnny Jonesy had a cute little boat
And all the girlies
He would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by
lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair
Now every trash can is on fire
How I cook dinner babe
We're building our house on a mire
And drinking floods of late
Search for honor in defeat
But
the tides of war,
We are your overlords.
On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sails to distant shores
Stand up high in the prow
Noble barque I steer
Steady course for
and out and rejuvenate
Grooves I make
Now I figured out what I'll do today
Who are they?
Don't try test don't be rude to me
Anyhow, get the oar and row
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
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