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getting crazier the harder we go
With my partner Peter Parker I was jumping like a trampoline
Web spinning Spiderman swinging from the scaffolding
Ain't
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
"Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
There's four who share this room as we work hard for the crack
And sleeping late on Sundays I never get to Mass

It's a long way from Clare to here
to ignore
The theme that keeps repeating
From Call of Duty 4

I tap-tap off the volume
And stare out at the road
Where cars and snowploughs scroll by
daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
"Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
(Ralph McTell)

Four who shared this room and we caught up in the CRAIC
Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to Mass

Chorus
It's a long way
singing at midnight
And didn't stop singing till four
We knew the excitement was bound to begin
When Laura got blind on Dubonnet and gin
And scratched
right from the start
All of their hands are playing apart

The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
Join the dance
Follow on! Till
& round

Follow on! With a twist of the world we go
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green
he traded in his prize.

Paper late! cried a voice in the crowd.
Old man dies! the note he left was signed old father thames
- it seems hes
So many times that my memories are worn.

[Chorus]
And, "Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise
When I'm twenty-two
When it's two-thousand-four
When you're twenty-four
Meet me Big Sur

You dress in denim from your neck to your knees
loud & round

Follow on! With a twist of the world we go
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green
dudes fake, I see through you with closed eyes
And won't stop, till they can get rich
And make pay from the rap I spit
It ain't hard to tell, like
Ok
Alright
Ok
Uh huh

Japanese from head to toe
Red to green, green to gold
Waiting on that buffalo
These crazy things you do

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These crazy things
John Pebble of Styx Enterprises 
"Get 'em out by Friday! 
You don't get paid till the last one's well on his way. 
Get 'em out by Friday! 
It's
Her fingers feel the air
The mantle now so bare
From green then into brown
Lie scattered all around
We hope they will return
Like those before
with this 4 4


[Verse 2 - Lil' Phat]
I be creepin slowly in the Monte Carlo
I ain't goin inside till tomorrow
I gotta get it, give a fuck if it's your
Me and the god back to back one eighty five
And the four five survive that shit
Niggas came even though I seen you rollin' there bowlin' in green kid
Noah's ark, and often just rapping nonsense
Four stories in my home like "what the fuck's an apartment?"
Get shit popping like Peter's pores during
she wandered
Trough the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An' I'd just love it in her room 

Well, I was born
fast bucks
Play the glock, while you're green like toe-fungus
Sweatin' 'till your shoes and socks
So the duck learns to snug-'n-duck
When he's
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn


And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
a millionaire
Feelin' 'em squares, stayin' up late
Doing her homework
Till he bones hurt
Solid as steel
Real as a day of atonement
Never live for the moment