Lyrics:
as he was told
Now at the age of twenty-one tin still won't turn to gold
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
as he was told
Now at the age of twenty-one tin still won't turn to gold
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
as he was told
Now at the age of twenty-one tin still won't turn to gold
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
The first two didn't count
At the age of seventeen how was he to know?
That at the age of twenty-one
He'd still have more to go?
Tin soldier! He signed away
given line in time
Countin' ten tin soldiers in a row
Oh no, Nikita, you'll never know
Do you ever dream of me?
Do you ever see the letters that I
given line in time
Countin' ten tin soldiers in a row
Oh no, Nikita, you'll never know
Do you ever dream of me?
Do you ever see the letters that I
all, with them all
Well, his favorite of all the toys
Were the tin soldiers, the tin soldiers
And the one that he loved the most
Was the one with
my way
Santas magic's fun until you met me
Tiny tin soldiers' top hats high
Spend a little Christmas by my side
Walk about dance around and notice me
tin soldiers in a row
Oh no, Nikita you'll never know
Do you ever dream of me
Do you ever see the letters that I write
When you look up through the wire
count
At the age of 17 how was he to know
That at the age of 21 he'd still have one to go?
(Chorus:)
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No
Voix d’homme 3, anglais (mixage):
… tin soldiers…
(Hans Christian Andersen, The Tin Soldiers)
Voix d’enfant 1, français (mixage):
Et après, ils ’voyent’
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
love I've waited here for you
All this time
My love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there - she's waiting there for me
My love's by the old tin
and there and there
Like tin soldiers responding to the call
To Camden we will crawl
One and all
Oh, fan's attraction, lordie-lord
By icons we were
loh ka'we Sound
But only me fit to run my race race
A1 lori street moti graduate graduate
Even this life na by grace by grace
Ghetto boy soldier we dey
Kong
Tin ba fe gbowo
Won ni kini mo fe ko
Sebi emi na re
Omo ton so
I'm pulling everywhere everyday
With the convoy
No be by power
No be by
And it's better than yesterday
Look into my nephews eyes
Mesmerized
Thinking bout my fallen soldiers real ones never die
Lost in a thought, what is heaven
Rip to all my fallen soldiers (Soldiers)
Shoutout to my bros tryna stay alive (Alive)
I wrote this song on coda cos m sober(Oloun)
Kiku ma je reason
Simmons
Im talking bout franklins and no not the turtle that thing with the shells sing like Ari Lennox
Was raised by my momma and I got four sisters so
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
I’m one of the coldest motherfuckers To ever sold a goddam nickel bag
On the east side and you can ask Anybody god dam bout dat
I’ll sell a nickel
feminine as Richard Simmons when minions with your opinion's minimum
While I engine the remnants of my tenements to defend their melanin skin and dominion
feminine as Richard Simmons when minions with your opinion's minimum
While I engine the remnants of my tenements to defend their melanin skin and dominion
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