Lyrics:
Lookin like hot girl summer
But you're cold all the time
Ok, Truth
The first eighteen years of my life
My dick was on strike
I was sexually repressed
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
God is in the bushes
The bushes that grow
Grow by the river
The river that flows
To unprecedented lows
Followed by the wind that softly blows
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
So I
roots
All flowers stay closed unless they are spattered by the running rivers
They will blossom in a flash to get rid of the drops
Then return closed
my lad-y
Chase that shiny gin - gin gingerbread
Golden syrup fill that Old Bailey
Thought you was, faithful now ha-ha
Thought you was, faithful now
and sleep
A thousand blossoms that ill burn for you tonight
A thousand blossoms if you come with me tonight
Tell my love ill wait for him
Down by the other
(Slainte)
Quid pro blow my dick to and fro
Just have some fun
No need to look so austere
(Lay by my side)
Open your mouth wide like a totoro
Fill your smile
deep into the sin
Taken, she got totally dependent upon the street
At worst, she provided her gin and things to eat
Time goes by; the gin had her liver
there were birds and lakes and rocks and trees and rivers. The forest was also inhabited by a small group of people called the lizards. The lizards were
Your piss is like a river
Its scent is beer and gin
Your hell is in the summer
And you blossom in the spring
September is your purgatory
Christmas
next to the river Thames it
Is twilight a strange greenish light and
Swirls of fog an eerie
Desolate London peopled by the dispossessed
By the river
and lakes and rocks and trees and rivers.
the forest was also inhabited by a small group of people
called the lizards. the lizards were a simple people
the same waters
Springtime was eternal livin' in our peach blossom
Now we’re two birds singin' our song in different trees
The river split apart but still
a cell
And had talked about their lives
That’s when Dick found out about
The River Valley Farm
Now Floyd, he was just talkin’
He didn’t mean the family no
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
treat 'em like shit
That's how you get one to eat a dick
Never be sweet to a bitch, keep it sick
They like to get dissed, they like it rough
Women are
a year by the riverside, I'd bring it here
Apply it gently
To the love you've lent me
While the river was twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed
at the lonely bend of a river
Warm by name but a cold deep within her
He really just wanted to go and she said “no”!
He was a simple vagabond
Satisfied to roam
gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by
cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches
gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by
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