Lyrics:
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
sang
G a d
As we headed for the hills of west virginia
And the red sun of the morning was smiling through the trees,
As the darkness of the night
hills
Wild West Virginia, rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
Get to sittin' by the Ohio river in the cold winter
When a snowflake falls on your face you
wanted
Got the whole city jumping
Over west they Avenuin
Down Da Hill they be mumpin
They begging for something new
I figga'd I'd give em something
Keep it
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West
Let's take a trip to the west coast, to the west coast
Always said that one day we'd go, one day we'd go
We packed our bags and left to the coast,
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West
Hill's Black Sunday
Gave me the vision that I could rap one day
Still was cranking shit from our side
But I wasn't gon pass by the Pharcyde
I had my left
naughties born
Thirty nine points
Straight through
No three in ten
Must be just like I felt
Back there and then
On that hill on the west coast
When I went
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack
is sexy her hair all salty and messy ya Basketball by the pool she said baby go and impress me ya Kaner's been playin' d so I'm hittin' him with
gold in the air
It's falling like water, always coming down from those hills, no, no, no
Go West young man
Earn a dollar a day that's what your
the hills went the slogan
To awaken in every breast
The fire that has never been quenched, boys,
Among the true hearts of the West.
Cho:
Killala was ours ere
the hills went the slogan
To awaken in every breast
The fire that has never been quenched, boys,
Among the true hearts of the West.
Cho:
Killala was ours ere
or press, but with the power of the word could just
Pass ideas in our heads like birds in nest,
You gave birth to a new sound like D. West,
Should I be
Turns to faded and inelegant
It's hard not to cave in
Hard not to cave
I'm tone deaf
Let my ego retreat, I wish you'd spin me in circles again
My old
the hills went the slogan
To awaken in every breast
The fire that has never been quenched, boys,
Among the true hearts of the West.
Cho:
Killala was ours ere
fields that beckoned you
Are darkened by the years.
Go West Young Man
If you knew then what you know today
You'd be back where you started a happier
of what's going on on the outside of the cave, on the cave walls
So they believe that's what life is because that's all they'd seen their entire life
One
that beckoned you
Are darkened by the years.
Go West Young Man
If you knew then what you know today
You'd be back where you started a happier man
that beckoned you
Are darkened by the years.
Go West Young Man
If you knew then what you know today
You'd be back where you started a happier man
of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a french
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