Lyrics:
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Stop calling me
I don't need your sympathy
Stop warning me
I don't really care but thanks
You've never been by my side
By any mean
Starting from now
Sing him to the shore
By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
can make
On a lake in the park
It's an ocean of devotion
A floating dream for two . . .
Oh, I keep hopin' that
The oars will stray
So we could
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
This is a song for a stranger
I'm entering the lyrical arena
She's a game-changer
Giving up I would refuse cuz she's like a muse
Her name is a secret
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
cried, Bill, Bill, Bill when are you coming back.
I cried in a stranger's arms standing there by the railroad tracks.
Oh, yes I did.
The day you left
the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered
Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered
Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge
walk in these shoes cause they known to stay tripping
They don't really get it
Im surrounded by these strangers
And they got me feeling some type of way
brought here by fate
Each across the room
Wayfarers sidestepping
Parallel opposites caught in wanderlust
This is common sense: these are stranger things
Tip
you go left, I go right
I barely sleep by your side
In silent thoughts I'm far away
But you don't come with me
Forward, backward, start again and again
Young Johnny Jonesy had a cute little boat
And all the girlies
He would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by
Watch him striding down the street
Trailed by smoke and smells like weed
Head in the clouds, he cannot see
That he's of an unwanted breed
Work
"And now for something completely different"
Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans
to the butchers we're just meat
I guess we're best left in a drawer
So the lions can eat some more
Thinking I could row you down
We'll use our hands for oars
Show
lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair
Three sisters
Came to me last night
Last night
They said, "There's a boat
On the shore
A gas lantern and one oar
For your trip
Go home
lands,
To fight the horde singing and crying:
"Valhalla I am coming!"
On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
We come
Stranger here
Face down in the river floating by
A backwards sky
Stranger here
Hung by the neck
Jeered by the crowd
Stranger here
Stranger
When I picked her up
By the side of the road
Didn’t know where
She’d come from
Or where she was going
There she was like
A rolling stone
I said come
Standing by a riverside
A river so deep and so wide
Current's too strong for only one man
I know because I tried
I got eight oars -
four
the merry dance no more
Trampled the evening river-buds by Nile's embroidered shore,
That day the gonfalons were down, the silver lamps untrimmed,
Sad
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