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where the days go by
And the glances never meet the eye
It's a walking town
And I'm just out here walking 'round
Walking 'round this walking town
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
On the march
Madrid to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay

Pack up the troubles and you'll all get by
Smile boys that's the style
Pack up
Cause instead of walkin' by
She walked right up and with a smile
Said c'mon boy I like your style.

(Whistles)
Will I date her
So long boy's
I'll
right up and with a smile
Said c'mon boy I like your style

Will I date her
So long boy's I'll see you later
wasn't so bad I got baby sat
By pat when bedie was a small guy and in our cousins eyes we
Were both small fries, jazzywazzys growing up to be a big girl
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
curly
And just because my teeth are pearly
Just because I always wear a smile
Likes to dress up in the latest style

Just because I'm glad I'm livin'
want because she said it cramped her style. 
Don't cry little baby, somebody needs you now. 
Molly will kiss you, rock you to sleep and make it all up
older is not my fault
In the garden city of lights
Disco goddess solo dress
Up like your style
Mak Koh frogs will never
Eat'cha round about and out
Oh no
a face
Can take your place by far
So hey my friend
I'm always where you are
Hey my friend
You know I like your style
So I think I'll hang around for
Mean no harm by the things we do
Or the trouble that we get into
Other than a wild hair once in a while
We can't help it just our style
But, other
folks sittin' 'round talkin'
On laidback Sunday afternoons
They said them young folks sure got a hard road
Oh, they're growin' up too soon

Now I
my kind of crazy

I wouldn't know my up from down
My in from out
Or much of anything
Without you by my side
I know I'd die
'Cause you're my
a storage cross town when lights seven mo rise
Touchin side, that Grand Theft Auto life
Rollin up in my safe house, I’m lookin down
Done it by my design
for today we're lords and ladies, oh what a gay charade!
Lavinia loves the lintels - Anna, the architraves
Ben's impressed by the buttresses thrust up
my money up, now I can pop shit
Still hit that purple punch, fuck a style-Cris'
Fuck from round here, bitch I got a wild clique
Thought that you was
jazz is to me 

History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
Mean no harm by the things we do
Or the trouble that we get into
Other than a wild hair once in a while
We can't help it just our style
But, other
brothers
Time's ticking, erupt misconduct
Entering one funk before the drum dry up
Dial, style, jab vocab slow
Alphabet run, construction voice might
that rockin' beat
I can't sit still up , out of my seat 
Come on Babe lets jump 'round your feet
Can't learn nothin' in school they don't teach you
to kill me
I could still be, in a trap now
AK 'round, little yay 'round
100k downstairs by the trey pound.
But if ?

I went from rolling wit' dem rocks
Look through the square or round window
Now a change gonna come
Whether you come by bus or underground
Still a change gonna come
If you're north
we intend to bring into existence,
 by any means necessary!"

Alright, let's start some mo' (shit)
Straight up on the movement tip
with forces strong