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Plum Pitiful: 20 Sad and Tragic Bluegrass Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Gold Plated [Plum Bonus Tracks] (Climax Blues Band) · Cumbia Mix Mix Mix, Vol. 2 (Acapulco Tropical) · Ugly Side: An Acoustic Evening with Blue October (Blue October) · Live at Almost Blue, October 29, 1999 (Ryan Adams) · Do You See What I See? (The Bar-Kays) · See See Rider (Big Bill Broonzy) · See See Rider/Blues Ballads (LaVern Baker) · Michael John LaChiusa: See What I Wanna See (Lori Cullen) · I See Good Spirits & I See Bad Spirits (My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult) – and 90 other albums »


and plums
His favorite food, I told his mum
Wait for him at the end of the slide
When he climbs the stairs, stay by his side

I heard you got some rain
Dividing Canaan
Piece by piece
O let me see
Dividing Canaan
How can there be trouble in this world? 
With the color in these hills, the blue October sky, 
this little road that winds along the river. 
Dusty
Her hair was golden brown and she wore blue jeans
And she told me that she cried a lot
I told her not to worry 'bout the little things
Our
crisp and clean
And the smell of coffee boiling, by a big old pot of beans

Chorus

So in my dreams I'm driving home, I can see my daddy's face
He's
Sitting in my day care
It was day-glo painted
You see me I'm a drinker
You see me now I'm sainted
Chased by the plaintive
Haunted by the medium
rough and rhymes that are slick
I'm not surprised you're on my dick

Be-E-A-S-T-I-E, what up Mike D.
Ah yeah, that's me
I got franks and pork
cannot forget her, my Mexican lover
with that and its strong, can mix her up with no other
her name Tequila, we met in October
I hit her all the time, I
rough and rhymes that are slick
I'm not surprised you're on my dick

Be-E-A-S-T-I-E, what up Mike D.
Ah yeah, that's me
I got franks and pork
When I saw the ambulance screaming down Main Street
I didn't give it a thought
But it was my Uncle Eugene
He died on October
The second, nineteen
You ain' gonna git lots o'pity

Dig, when why'are bothered by the blee bop blues
Dig this, turn the faucet off'n you'll stop blues
Then dig this,
get together, mix each other's genes
Let's get together, mix each other's genes
Can't buy myself a future,
My DNA will be past it's sell by date
Are
Looking out the window at the clouds flying by
I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath
And as they pass, I see the beauty
on
Watch what you wish for
As someone else pollutes it
Some see the rarest bird
And hunt it down and shoot it

Let me lose so beautifully
Let me lick
Performed by adam sandler and jon

Contributed by chris durkin

Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Diner.
Kill us with your fist now baby mix it with me
You see me function better when I get approximately
High by my technical flyby
I function better with
redneck devil is big business
So all season I'm up preyin
On black communities, is what I'm sayin
And y'all keepin me fat
All over America it's on like that
arachnophobia
St. Lunatics say it's tipped, for me that pimp is the drill
While she tasting my testicles, see the tip of my steel
Know you getting that scrill,
just pause
It's the MC host
Space ghost from the coast
With piggish white skin
Kid, where you been
I got a blue eye
But my tight length devil
I
and shake

He gave me a look that was very icy blue
And believe me, he made me thaw out!
I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"

By that time
and shake

He gave me a look that was very icy blue
And believe me, he made me thaw out!
I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"

By that time
crime opposites attract 
My electrical shine ok Polly see me downtown 
2 blue cops wit Rollie Fingers 
We the Razor Sharp Wu-Tang singers, hum dingers
words are more hallow than October 31st 
What's worse, hate to see the females 
Switch to sexual mentality, it doesn't match with they given anatomy
Dem pussy-clat boy nah wanna see me

You was stone cold lying by the full wack rhyme writing
If I had some gasoline I'd ignite it, with my lighter,
skill level at maximum
Dem pussy-clat bwoy nah want to see me
[defari]
You was stone cold lyin by the full wack rhyme writin
If i had some gasoline