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the din
I fell to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn

Well, midnight came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With
The Pope and John F. Kennedy were starin' in me face.
Suddenly it dawned at me I was getting the old D.T.s
When the Child o' Prague began to dance around
Dancin's just a thing to make you whole
 
I am one who dances with the mountains
I am one who dances with the wind
I am one who dances on the ocean
My
of course it all came to an end
By early next december
When fine sir john with all reason gone faded into his winter

And the wind did howl, and the trees
sing and we dance
We fly through the air by the seat of our pants
With Captain Pendejo, tequila in hand
We fall to our knees and kiss the ground when we
John.
Well, you knew you had to want to go , dance down slow.
By the light of the sun, murder comes
Today or tonight
Better get yourself and transcend
To Dance But Your Dancing With John

Situation, Situation
You Just Got Me In Tricky Situation
Situation, Situation
You Just Got Me In Sticky Situation

I
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
And drop his sword upon my head
I'll get right up again; right up again and dance with the dead 

Don't try to leave my bloodstained arena
You may get
Wolves run by my side
As I walk towards eternity
In hate they'll gather with my shadows
As the moon arise

A scent of twilight
Into fading woods I
you say you better, you better be

Not one shit given, El-P's chillin'
Raised in a shack in the back of the village
Trained by the wolves in the woods
Fen-wolves sing to the gibbous moon...

Arise from dreams, shape-shifting fiends,
Dance madly 'neath the moon,
To the pipes of bone, anoint the (witches')
Love's the climb 
The bite not her bark. 
I pour the milk into the cat's saucer 
I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her, 
She'd like to dance 
But
Written by john lennon and paul mccartney.


Well, she was just seventeen,
You know what I mean,
And the way she looked
Was way beyond compare.
I'll
Another dance with a with a tropical fan
Another chance with
The topical tan

Mean swimmin' saxophones
Takin' in the wimmin' and
Shakin' them bones
spheres I dance
Spreading my wings
In the forest of pernicious black
Night is eternal
The sun is forever consumed
Embraced by the beautiful blackness
With reverence he plays his song 
Stone by stone he carries on 
Following some high ideal 
He turns the medicine wheel 

He turns a medicine wheel
katana, and then I skin 'em
All beige suit made out of white women
With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon
With the red sweater jeans made out of blue
By the times she reached her teens,
She'd turned John Miller green,with jealousy
Just like you knew she would.

And then the flowers started,and she
like abandoned buildings
In the southern part of BX, can old school it like a T-Rex
Ya well advanced connect dance with thoughts
Deep like Barry
so it's going to be  louder now I figure
So uh, so everyone must know this shit by now, and uh,
What we done is took all our favorite parts,
Put it
Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance? hold on there's too many in the wolf pack
Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance? hold on there's too many in the wolf pack
see myself with John Malkovich
My grind miraculous, rhyme for slums to palaces
Facing all my challengers, raising the black-power fist
Here