Lyrics:
John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid
September harvest and I missed another school day
Fourteen hours worth of work and dirt were
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
I can tell by the clothes and the way you look
That you can never ever make it to the fashion-book
But you can giggle, shout and do shit like that
to Wine,
It?s not so very hard to do,
You know the Good Lord?s on our side,
With his help we?ll make it through,
Let?s take a cottage by the Shore,
Slow
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
every inch w/ every stitch
Aha aha aha ahaaaaa
The shark he can't resist her calm cool twist
Aha aha aha eye eye eye
shy violet
Show some leg
Shout ole
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
SUCK MY DICK
Ooh..I'm ugly
Ooh..I'm ugly
What do you suppose would be the beautiful way
To save face in a place where people get by without
Being
I never lied to you, I've always been cool,
I want to be elected,
I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school,
I want to be elected, elected,
I'm standing alone by the road
Citylights far behind
Still hearing your voice inside
Whispering "Please don't go..."
But I'm not your babe
(summerhouse)
By yon cool crystal fountain
And round it I will pile
All the wild flowers o' the mountain
Will ye go
Lassie
Go?
(chorus)
I will range through
your messing with my head
So why should I let you back in?
Tellin' me that its all cool
But I wont be a fool for you
No more no more
Tellin'
[Chorus]
I can't explain it, the lovely things that you do, whatever it takes gotta make eye contact
With you, its so contagious you got me feeling so cool
to the beat
Radiating from a police scanner, who said "The air was feeling good to
Me, just as cool and ripe as air can be," and a woman who sincerely
Believes
Meeting you is like picking up a firework
You burn bright but you're only gonna get hurt (OW!)
You fly by so fast I get whiplash
You look cool but
Gummed up, brain dead and can't decide
You can't pray enough, you can't hide
You can be cool or you can cry
Do it wrong
Not it all
Or do it
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
Dressed in cold black - gun in your hand
Looking so cool you act like a man
Livin' by terror government blessed
You're taking your prisoners
nah
Take this line off the song
Put it on a bumper sticker
Billboard blanket statement guilty by association
Black and white gave grey
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
different clothes
Just 'cause we look different
We don't, we don't pose
Well we ain't bothered
By the critics' wit
They're so funny
Writing shit
(Repeat
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
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