Lyrics:
I'm pullin up in a coupe
Light that gas on
We smoking all of the kush
New Age, Prince, drippin in Lilac Rain
Blue Haze, rinsed, Sippin that lilac rain
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
or hail
I'll work and work the whole day through
To get your letters safe to you
Bob and Anything Muppet #1:
'Cause a postman is a person in your
man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
got the Boost in my hand
I'm portable like a bank
Tired of being elegant
Eating chicken with the rain
I bet you don't understand
Bob Ross, Bob Ross, I
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
You and I got so much in common
Hangin' on by a thread
You and I both drip drip drip like honey
Listen to all the things I haven't said
I got
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
in the alley
Way hey hey hey bully in the alley
Help me, Bob, I'm bully in the alley
Bully down in shinbone al
I found by self out under three oh
Wey
always hangs up the phone
No one likes hearing the truth, unless they figure it out all on their own
Like Crosby's last words, that night in Monterey,
our new flower bloom,
In bounds our nascent brace was bound to grow
The brevity of need and the energy of youth
Became the rain and sunshine it would
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But
alright let my feet the ground
when I take off no you won’t hear a sound
so now it’s lilac that i’m seeing
iridescent in purple
maybe it’s what I needed
with tentacles
Tendrils uttered
Utter destruction
Blackened fish
And rice pilaf
Lilac hunters
Basked in bass fishing trips
Tropes from tales unthinkable
One more for the sky
And the fire down below
One more for the night
Where the purple lilacs grow
One more for the dead
One more for the road!
In my
lookin out
I drop signs like Crosby drop the babies
Enough to make a nigga go crazy
In the G building takin all types of medicine
Your ass thought you were
seemed so uncertain
We talked by lanterns for hours in the twilight
I held your hand as we closed the curtains
As the bombs rained down all through
tell them boys is rookies
When they make it rain in the club
You know them boys is rookies
When they got a hundred ones under dub
I love it when they
out again to frolic neath the sunshine
By the lilac trees that bloom erasing gloom
There we'll sit and you must admit
That I am sane when I proclaim
I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my
it
By jumping from this tree
Bob the tree sloth
Chasing your dream
Disoriented tree sloth
Follow your dream
Bob the tree sloth
Chasing your dream
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