Lyrics:
hotel in Wigsdale
It was great but I have a westbound interstate to catch
You know that
My name is George and I'm
Going to Utah
Gonna get some salt from
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
and cheepnis in the case of a monster movie has nothing to do with the budget of the film, al
H it helps. but true cheepnis is exemplified by visible nylon
yeah)
All we make is movies (yeah, yeah yeah)
All we make is (yeah, yeah yeah)
In the club I'm George fuckin' Lucas
I'm 'bout to fuckin' lose this
Woo,
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
a dragon's nest
A legend reborn in fiery skin
Awakened, turned this saint to sin
Mourning bells in churches ring
Their Saint George now the Dragon King
Heaven
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
sweaters
Red bottoms, Rollies in the pen
Pinky ring, Cartier lens
Ride around big body Benz
Blacked out, all you see is tints
See, me, I ain't worried
Money'll brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
When snakes slither in the grass spineless
That's rock bottom, when this life makes you mad enough
Three pretty boys did Gabriel get
The youngest George by name, sir
A funny dog, not favored much
By fortune or by fame, sir
Down in the cold
AND CONNECT US
EVERYBODY—USE YOUR ENERGY AND STEP UP
AND AVENGE GEORGE FLOYD
BECAUSE EVERY BROTHER MAN WHO’S ALIVE IN AMERICA--IS GEORGE FLOYD
SO YOU WERE
can see him all the way down the street
Don't you have to pay for George to be here?
It's not quite your turn to say something
Now it's your turn to say
this one
Y'all know what this is, So So Def (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (uh huh)
All invisible set in
this one
Y'all know what this is, So So Def (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (uh huh)
All invisible set in
In the part of town
You don't wanna be found
Everybody knows better when the sun goes down
As the fog rolls in
You never know where you've been
Cross
You should recognize love
Before it's too far to hold
I'd take trips down that St George Strip
Just to see if you would notice
I'd take trips
down bad it ain't stop shit
Kept pushing now you can stop it
Niggas mad they can't top shit
Cause they know I run this bitch
Came from the bottom
I ain't
seconds to go
In the first round
The mighty hammer of George
Struck the lion down
And he went on back to his corner
Full of sideshow clowns
C'mon give your
seconds to go
In the first round
The mighty hammer of George
Struck the lion down
And he went on back to his corner
Full of sideshow clowns
C'mon give your
when you touch that ground
You break that down and you roll it up
'Cause you're home baby
You're home
I'm off the Wray and Ginger
In a fresh pair
Philly where you make it out
But it's never safe in
Play this whenever you wanna play this
Call me George Bush cause I'm blowin'
Up when I'm with my clique
two.
George Jones and Jesus pulled me through.
When a man is on the bottom he may not cry for help.
But he needs to know he's not alone in hell all
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