Lyrics:
Came thru
Doing them things that those who gone insane do
I'm getting turnt like a page, fool, white girl on my table
TDE, that's the label,
yo caught em at the ice pavilion
Dressy, salad bar style Nestle
Four white niggas, covered in vest pieces
Think like a mob flick
Guessing like
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
yo caught em at the ice pavilion
Dressy, salad bar style Nestle
Four white niggas, covered in vest pieces
Think like a mob flick
Guessing like
I write
Keep my lines tight, the work is light cause my light is white
I'm a knight in shining armor, devoted to his dharma
I can't let anything harm
about 9 o'clock
The great ship Titanic began to reel and rock
Husbands and wives
Little children lost their lives
Wasn't it sad, wasn't it sad
When that
by the river
Moa walked here years ago
Moa walked here but now they’re long gone
This is the great moa’s song
Huia sung here before us
Huia sung
African grass
Through the eves of Zimbabwe
Vibrant and vast
It flew by the Red Sea
And crossed through the crypts
Through sphinx and great pyramids
rich
And some born poor
Some with all the opportunities
Great disparities exist
Since others are with none
Few great gain
And many great loss
Others
'Make America Great Again'
But what was all that great?
Systemized inequality
Propped up by a culture of hate
With liberty and justice just for some
bio minds
The great machine learning, theory becomes fact
Mankind bound by gravity, the machine snapping its hold
The Great Star limited, burning, aged
Masterpiece. You are a masterpiece. Masterpiece. Masterpiece. You are a masterpiece
You are a masterpiece
Pieced together by the Master of this
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
And ninety second segments officially produced
And aired again, and again, and again
By the little black and white pawns of the network yes men
Well
hand but please remember
I'm really not a great dancer
Oh, how did I
Get caught by your eye?
We fell in love now in October
Now here we are homecoming
found a new one who's better than I ever was
I'll be dead by X-mas now anyway
Please give all my things away
They'll make great X-mas presents for you
move and imma bust em
i'm sleeping on the floor with my nines by the door
war ain't fair it's war
frontline, mutherfucka
mos(talking):
u can never
un-wonderful with the hat
Who watchin' you by the cap
Make America great again
I just don't to wait at these great American gates again
Patiently staying in
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
Do some weird shit, believe in the art of the joke (yeah)
In this case, I was like
"Ayy, y'all a great crowd
So as a reward, do you wanna see my
Shattered by the news
Never thought something like this would ever be true
Especially not with you
I woke up feeling so blue
You never spoke up so we
save our great Pauline
Long live the Aryan Dream
Whites are supreme
Multiculturalism? To me it's a bit drab
Especially now because we're swamped with
beat freedom on wheels
Small towns are strewn
clong the coastline
Connected by highways
Like a string of pearls
Through narrow streets
With white
brick by brick like a mason, then maybe you will have a chance to go far (let's get it)
It's life, shit might, hit strike so pick right
It's a roller
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