Lyrics:
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
Oh I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
Irving berlin
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singing the song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
I never saw
What'll I do?
Words and Music by Irving Berlin 1923 (NOW PUBLIC DOMAIN)
What'll I do
When you are far away
And I am blue
What'll I do?
What'll I
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
No, I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
Blue Skies
by Irving Berlin PD
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do i see
Blue birds singing a song
Nothing but blue skies from now
the city
Mac shaking shit, nigga
Young rich nigga riding 'round the city with the Mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now watch the leakin' (ba-bow)
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
No, I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
How
WHAT'LL I DO
Writer Irving Berlin
Gone is the romance That once was devine It's broken and cannot be mended You must go your way And I must go mine
the smell of my perfume
And by the looks of you, baby, you've had one rough day
So come take a seat here while I dance your blues away
I got the bass
shielded from dust
Malfunction or not, the fail safe is the crux
So far away from us,
Shaking with the mystery tears
One lonely night in Ladbroke Grove
long for berlin and barcelona
They yearn for paris, madrid and rome
And I know some who prefer arizona
And some prefer home
There's only me who is
The two allied to get Germany
Disinfected the Europeans from these Germs and see
Their common enemy go away and leave
Two contrasting systems for
and a waste of an ass
Speed through life like racing a car
Shaking the glass, this fable a shark
Tale or arc
I pray for a star
Reach up, don't fly by
Looking
Old man on them faces all blue on Them hundreds (Woah) (Woah)
I get the advanced put that shit in d
Deposit
Back then they was snoring mmm
Fuck by
ya face, you're it!
It's I who come by drive-thru
Gator-toed Mauri, three quarters, sky blue
Look at mami: eyes blue, 5'2"
I approached her "Hi
razor tag slice ya face you're it
It's I who come by drive through
Gator told Maury three quarters sky blue
Look at Miami eyes blue five two
I
from beyond my cornbread made by Jiffy and we don't do Krusteaz
(?) gang them swishers and them mouths you keep away from me
We full of lean shout out
wouldn't watch each other drown
Heaven's Falling
The blue night's calling
The world of us fading away
Hearts are breaking
The earth is shaking
I'm
think I'm in a series
I hit it like I'm Judge till it's time for her to rise
Cruising over 60 under blue jay colored skies
Make them show their hand by
shaking
Not sure what's this feeling I'm faking
Who are you?
Hands painted blue, psyche haunted
Fostered by wounds and unwanted
I feel pitiful yet so
think it's Christmas how i put so many lights around my trees
I get my dollar bills from blues clues cause ion want it green
I wanna put her in a castle
By now shawty mad cause my heart was just vacant
But fuck it I'll do what I do
Pick up the mic then I hop in the stu
I put niggas on like a Rick Owens
much to say
Just turned your back and walked away
That's the game you played
Oh - Are you shaking in your shoes
Lookin' dazed and confused
Now are you
waiting for you
The world's going by, so we stay on course
And if your body can give us music
Then it can reveal all the answers we seek
And if your heart
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