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handle with caution (Don't touch it, don't touch it)
Untitled (untitled)
Yo, we blazing, tearing up the track
Chillin here with HighTyde and Nick, they got

think that it's World War II 
By the way 1500 gon' slide with the cannon
I really don't be doin' shit to these niggas 
But just let me talk, and I'll

All aboard pull the oar and row 
All aboard to the poles we go
All aboard take the oar and row 
Climb aboard for the gale will blow

All aboard

(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row, row)

The ships await us by the Birka quay
All prepared with sixty oars
They will carry us

I'm scared, I'm feeling weak
How I got so sick?
In all the dreams I'm falling down
Rejected by crown

Save...
I'm stuck in the bottom of my losing

Waves crash down on me 
Storms storming my seas
Breaking sales
And ripping apart this ship till nothing's left

Ropes tied to oars of SAFTEY vessels

the lighthouse in the end
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
And walk by the memory of a man in chains

Feel the force when we come across (we raw)
Hit record and we’re breaking jaws (of course)
With lyrical allure for sure, flowing steady like an oar

Dorraine of Ponchartrain

Johnny Cash

Ridin' the Rails: The Great American Train Story

1975

As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower

Then you're proved, that is's a dumb thing
You're telling a drowning man, not to grab for straws
I'm a kid in a rowboat, who's lost his oars..

Going

played
Keeps on the choir, walking by nameless chords
(Life is really strange: you hear it but can't name
This untitled song). 
	
“His voice was hesitant

of having your world surrounding by me
Controlling your mind little boy i call it hide and seek
Got the strings controlling your mind even Stevie wonder can

right before we
Die
And I'd rather leave this song untitled
Cuz by the time I figure this out
I'll have something new to write about
And maybe you won't

trivialities 
Taken from the selfish names 
We’ve made up for ourselves 
Taken from the secrets I swore 
I would never tell 

My untitled page 
Everything’s here

Row, Row, Row

Al Hirt

The Al Hirt Collection

1997

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

itself 
Im strong in what I believe in 
While being tugged by the evil
I'm lonelier than I've ever been 
In a room full of people
The ticks are worse now

for debate um the greatest
Prime time Untitled releasing a tape
I kind of lost me in a way
Trap too much and I rhymed less now I wanna distress

They

I would see 
You in the night 
I would be 
Right by your side 

You left me 
Me here untitled 
You weren't here 
I tired being nicer 

You say that

Super-Shaffer time, I'm the X-man unknown
I traded all my powers in for a microphone
U-N-T-I-T-L-E-D, super trio, now listen to me
Gordan flashes the signal,

Sing him to the shore

By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales

There's No Boat Like a Rowboat

Perry Como

Perry Como with the Fontane Sisters

2001

can make 
On a lake in the park 

It's an ocean of devotion 
A floating dream for two . . . 

Oh, I keep hopin' that 
The oars will stray 
So we could

Row, Row, Row

Al Hirt

1961-1966

1999

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

Oh! It's a Lovely War

Julie Andrews

Star! [Bonus Tracks]

1968

little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat

Teach Me to Whisper

DevilDriver

Pray for Villains

2009

the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered

Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered

Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge