Lyrics:
late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump
Brian Holland-Lamont Dozier-Edward Holland, Jr.
Love came through my window and right out the door
Leaving me alone and hurt forever more
Suddenly
He'd like to know if you and me could help him in some way
A little camouflage and glue to mask the evil that men do
A small diversion caused by two,
screws
We had a minor dribble in our fancy kitchen faucet
The leak was in the sprayer hose and fastened by a screw
It saddens me to tell you that we've no
ain't no need to see ID
Used to pull up foreign, park the whip and hop out VIP
Lawyer told me 'cause of COVID, I can't come inside the bing (what you
to Ireland came he took me by the hand
Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they
to Ireland came, he took me by the hand
Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns, they
Something to take the edge off of nothing
I just can't concentrate when you're always happening
Brian's a prick with his tights scrunched up at his
Omo ma guy you see that level wey I tell you about
E don spoil
Hecta
Man go blow by force
(Anyhow anyhow)
By fire by storm
(Anyhow anyhow)
See
right ma
As child of the sixties
All along the watchtower
I can't bet they gonna miss me
I'm only bleeding
Every grain in me
Fans if not for you
There be
THE GOODNESS OF GOD
Ben Fielding, Brian Johnson, Jenn Johnson, Ed Cash, and Jason Ingram
Verse 1:
I love You, Lord
Oh Your mercy never fails me
cll
You know, Ninja Brian
It's not enough to just be the world's most amazing lover
You also have to be a smooth talker
Well, of course I know how
coupe
(hey, Carl.)
You don't know what i got
Talk to me, baby
Talk to me, baby
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got
doing my solo stuff
And around two-thousand
Brian Cane from Ottawa, who was helping manage me
Got me a small independent deal with this label called
fart fucking giggle holy shit Brian stinks
Hey Dale, let me in on a verse, make it work
I'm the king of Holy butts and fucking tooting my turds
Got
Como empezamos
By Los Del Trap
Yea sirr y jálate compa Brian
SMACK THAT S**T Compa J
Me prendemos un gallito
Ando bien grifando
Las bosinas
he took me by the hand
Says he, ""I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band""
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze
only bleedin' every grain in me
Fans, if it's not for you, there'd be no PE
From the Nashville Skyline
To the homeboys and girls of South Country
In this
After my shows it's a lonely road
So I sit up all by myself trying to cleanse my soul
Nobody's looking at me anyway
Just give me one good time
tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers
Brian Holland-Lamont Dozier-Edward Holland, Jr.
Love came through my window and right out the door
Leaving me alone and hurt forever more
Suddenly
that one more time
Hit me with that drum, Brian
Hit me as hard as you can
Oh yes, that's they way I like it
Do it again, do it again, let's do it
it around the corner but me not breathin is a pound of blogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin to get right in my mind brian
'cause one day I'm gonna see
getting thinner
I know Hell is waiting for me
And there’s nowhere to run
So I just flick the switch and it’s done
When it’s a suicide you can choose your
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