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So sweetly perfumed 
And poor Mark Antony's 
Senses were drowned 
And his future was doomed 

He was blinded by love 
He was blinded by love
Monica sighed
Rolled on her side
She was so impressed that she just surrendered
She was moved by his wheels
She was just up from wales
He was
A black gelato van
Finished for the day,
Met with Arthur's taxi head-on
Down St.Kilda way

(By the Prince Of Wales).
That was the way that Arthur died
We on a world tour 
Wale your man hustlin' in each and every ghetto with the mic in my hand 
New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale
sailors you're still dry
The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.

Let's skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea)
Arabs
sailors you're still dry
The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.

Let's skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea)
Arabs
Don't want to be on no rooftop
Frying in the afternoon sun
Don't want to sit by no fountain
Listening to the man-made stream run
Just want
was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fait bewhaling
As on the sunny riverbank he lay

I am a native of Erin,
New South Wales
This fifth day of July, in the year of Our Lord nineteen
Hundred and thirty five

Why must I apologize every time that I sit down
the Yorkshire Dales
Or cycling tours of the North of Wales
Unenvious of those flea bitten
On continental flings

A solitary life
A life of small horizons
Dull
Inspired by women, niggas say that I treat em different
Niggas be bitches, hoes be bitches, I don't see no difference
Shawty my aim is different, DC
villainous beast
This angel of death

They hear the noise
The people in the town
They cringe in fear
Frightened by the sound
A sacrifice is required
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo 
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci 
I don't wear no Timbo 
I kick it any tempo 
I'm lifted off the indo 
I'm
round us
And the winds a-blowin' gale
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Than gone to New South Wales
There's no time for mischief there they say
Remember
Aye, the footmen are frantic in their indignation,
You see, "The Queen's took a taxi herself to the station!"
Where the porters, surprised by her
special or not?
I love you do you love me?
Am I special or not? 

we should be there by morning
We've done so well so far
We should be there by morning
I am a courier
Crawling in the dirt
Toward the front line
As the crow flies
A note stashed in my shirt
From the Prince of Wales
Far above
sailors you're still dry
The outlook's fine, though wales might have some rain
Saved again

Let's skip the news, boy (I'll make some tea)
The arabs
I am a courier
Crawling in the dirt
Toward the front line
As the crow flies
A note stashed in my shirt
From the Prince of Wales
Far above
beast, this angel of death

They hear the noise, the people in the town
They cringe in fear, frightened by the sound
A sacrifice is required to live
Must
Forever we're fighting the world side by side

On a crusade the world we bring
Four Kings of Metal, four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones, dance
sings a song called Trouble Again
Josie wales says no wrong free call me
Wayne Smith, Peter Metro, and Charlie Chaplain
Early be, Coca Tea, Brigadier
To touch the stuccoed stars
From the deep of snow-enchanted woods
He called them from afar
Hunter's by the Deadman's Spit
All struck dumb, the forest
the MOORS sing out their story
A kings heart will be broken
Broken by a lifelong friend
And his bride they call the queen of wales

Hold true to your heart
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline