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drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window

Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop
And the circus boss leans over and whispers into the little boy's ear
Hey, son, you want to try the big top?
All
Because he's guided by
The invisible force
He drives a kooky green chrysler
Bad as anybody's porsche
He's a working class drummer
He's as strong
harder and harder to be me
I must find that Florida Key

Just standing on the curb watching for boats
While them boys and girls pass by on their big
and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop
And the circus boss leans over and whispers into the little boy's ear
Hey, son, you want to try the big top?
All
I'll see the sun again
But tonight...I am...The Little Drummer boy

Tonight...I am...the one who will destroy

The secrets never told before
Hold your breath when you see me walking by
I'm obsessed with movies, like Barbed Wire throw a stiletto in ya eye
I confess I'm like Jesse James in
as close to me as a friend can be
While I'll be standin' by my buddy, he'll be standin' by me
I'm just another half of the two headed freak
But I need him
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse

Me
on course
Because he's guided by
The invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler
Bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer
He's
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse

Me
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse

Me
outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin'
outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin'
Blue eyed Susans, standing in a domino line
Falling in and out of love all the time
They'll break your heart just to see a boy cry
ah but not me
I am
okay. How 'bout Little Drummer boy?
Nope, that offends short people.
And you can't say drummer 'cause that will offend real musicians.

How 'bout
of grievance now hangs from your coat-tails

The little drummer-boy sadly (though eloquent) bitches
Too old for the bluff game or overnight riches
He meets
away slaves nigga (Maurice Collins) 

takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin athletes home 

(Leland Hardy, runaway slave boy) 

And we keepin it
We talking Holy Feild you know that nigga named Michael Vick
They called me mamma boy but now they call me drummer boy,
They talking jet skiis, I had
sailin'
The way I bring it to ya, hon
Leave another stuck my scoop is how I get it done
There goes the little drummer boy, so purump papumpum
It's Grand
of the tumor
The confidence
I saw a beautiful drummer
Get the whip of a spider
Well, I wished I could've saved her
I saw a little boy in serious danger
Yeah, yeah
Haha
Rise to your feet little soldier
Times are changing, yeah
See in order to get it
You got to go out there and get it
You got
nothing to say
I'm just a young man tryin to make one more day
To all them bad boyz no they don't mess with me
Cause we used to have a drummer
The boy
outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin'
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city