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too drafty in here, those girls will certainly catch their death of cold" and shoved to left by bearded steward but every movement my companion catches
kind of dreams
It's Californication

It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in
kind of dreams
It's Californication

It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in
learned mind
Their culture was a western way of life
He paved the way for Christianity

Marching on, marching on
The battle weary marching side by side
Hedonism he spread far and wide
The Macedonian learned mind
Their culture was a western way of life
He paved the way for Christianity

Marching
a buyer
We never counted in the odds of a western prairie fire

A hot south wind was blowin' and the air was gettin' dry
Somethin' far away was spellin'
Well Lyrics
    by Susan Boyle
    December Lyrics
    by Olivia
    My Last Lyrics
    by Big Sean
    Make It Bump Lyrics
    by Far East
about the distance
Far out to the east, leave behind all western

Cut me a slice of the sky
I want to drown in your downbeat wonders
Cut me a slice
of dreams
It's Californication

It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settled in a final
to everyone in the world
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract

Yo in Iraq, all my niggas love Abstract
Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion
Every time
in the womb
And she bade me 'Here through yonder portal which looked upon the heavens, and behold! a morning
angel'

She ascended slowly from far
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
The pale moon rose in it's glory
Out on the Western town
She told a sad, sad story
Of the great ship that went down

T'was the fourteenth day
(That's how the east side gets down, word up!)

(4:30 in the morning, Mira
You know what I mean, Mira
Let's get this money sorted and counted,
(That's how the east side gets down, word up!)

(4:30 in the morning, mira
You know what I mean, mira
Let's get this money sorted and counted,
of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day