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On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
He hee-haws, stamping his hoof
A fine blue day as dreamed by the boys
Nodding up on the roof

And in
as an arrow
Take a walk and you'll find it's too narrow
Too narrow for the likes of me

And who's that hanging from the gallow tree?
His eyes are blocked but he
the capping
Shirt stamping, like Sherm on a stick, nines are clapping
Who's that then, who wanna be next, I'll make your back bend
Push comes to shove, no
love for you
No respect for you or your kind

Subjugate, now you got nothing
No one left to help you get by
Strap yourself, don't get it twisted
And if you're pretty let your lady sleep in Carmel City
Begin and end the day on Lennon hunts for beachfronts
To lit blunts, now all agreed we're sippin
of the other
That's how I'm going to discover
Who you really are when the world is ending
How you raise the dead to new beginnings
One foot in front
last night
A week went by
And now it's July
I finally got it off
And my girlfriend cried, YOU GOT STINK-FOOT!
Stink-foot, darlin' 

Your
in the light of Your glory and grace
Where Heaven’s love and justice meet
Now I live for the One who has called me by name
Who is risen and alive in
the stares, you're unaware that your doings aren't done
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be
But how are we supposed to see where we
notes that you've been paying with are a little bit too green

the printing's off, the ink has got a polyester sheen

your bill has grown too large
all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've
hey 
Hey, hey, hey 
Hey, hey 

You'll see the men leaving when she comes around 
So big, you won't believe it 
'Cause when she's up for dancing
Another night in leather, another day in lace
You do it so much better, I got this smilin' face
Your rock gets rolled by money -
Any hearts for sale
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke
different 
Then who cares what you have to say?

'Cause there's no such thing as rockstars 
There's just people who play music
And some of them are just
Look for their inscriptions one day, the most distant ocean plains, those who make the desert island
I saw you in a tin bath in red water
Were the ones
my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but
at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we
a marmalade venus
Haunted mowers chewing every glowing yard of mud between us
Going Ford, Jag, Datsun, Corvette, Lotus
All cones you can slalom when your
s*** Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what's
my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what's
the "Vapors" "Make the Music" you see
But now I'm bringin' to you for your enjoyment
It's an animated dance for my employment
You might remember him from
The world is full of fools
Who never get it right
You don't know what to do
So you do anything you like
(Put your foot down and drive)
Oh you
We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door,
Eat in the corner, talk to the floor,
Cheating the spiders who come to say "Please",
(politely).
of goo
Put your foot on the rock!
OK bye!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ay! [Repeat: x 2]

There once was some freaks from L.A. (who)
Who came